looking at your photo as i run out strength
only you could have stopped this
becuase it's only you i miss
draw the blade and watch the stream
all you left mewas the right to dream
but the more i wan't the more it came
the truth that you'll never be mine

watching the sheets stain
strike a match and burn the blood
stop the bleeding memory flood
you photos dreanched my heart is gone
but still to only you this broken thing belongs
draw again to feel the pain
the only thing iv'e got to keep me sane

tears run like the blood from my wrist
finally a cut too deep
it feels different now, i feel week
i can see you in the room
floating there with impending doom
you reach out and touch my face
holding me close in tight embrace,

how was i to know?
you felt the same and came to me
too little, too late as you can see
but having you here as i leave this place
is a cruel ironic twist if fate
the reason for this has gone away
but the side effects are here to stay

I'm quiet now
you see me here still and cold
lips blue from the acts of old
if i could of held on anouther minute
i could have lived, but i didn't
now i'm dead, i can't be saved
as a act of love, you take the blade.

together forever in death because life betrayed us

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