There's blood on the scene, against the walls that you screamed,
the horror, the aftermath, laid to waste,
By your hands, you lost the satin dress, I watched you give it up to him
but you were always mine
(As his hand went down your thighs)
Its time to break the silence
Should I trust your lies?
Should I trust in your lies?
What becomes of me, when you leave
In the dark I'm on my knees
I failed to catch my own heart break
This winter night, I felt the ice of your touch,
has gone to new heights.
I forgot to breath, I didn't see,
to stop the shadows in the dark, that you needed me to be
I'm burning all your pictures just to stay alive
the marks on your neck told the story a thousand times
In my chest I could tell
was it a crime to show you what I'm feeling,inside, that I loved you
Take this knife.There's nothing left.
why cant I dream up a ending that had you dead,
I can't picture a better death
the scripted event that took your life by a strangers hand