he looks with darkness shaded light in his eyes
i poke around and create a losing sense of style
he supply's the air and blood that seems to feed me
i cant help but know, i brought this on myself
he brings a blood stained knife and sticks it right in my heart
i know he didnt mean to, i ran straight to it myself
he tries to cover the blood, with his white pale hands
i cant help but think, hes the only one i will ever love
does he know how much i care for and need him
im the only one that will ever feel this way about him
my blood stained shirt, doesnt mean i got something put in my drink
he doesnt believe that hes the only one for me
and i know its probably true, but theres nothing i can do
he keeps to himself, all the problems and dillusions, that he sees

But i think that i feel them, i know i can feel him
Its not something i planned to happen
i just knew when i saw you
that you would be my biggest source of suicide

he limps around, trys to find something that helps
i wrap my arms around, try to keep him warm
when he turns, its his blood that always remains
i cant seem to realize, that he'll be the death of me
i follow footsteps that look identical to his
he looks back and pushes me around
i cant leave, i cant go, i miss you singing me to sleep
hell miss me so, its been a summer
why cant summer be as long as winter, now
the days are getting longer, my airs running low
i bite my tongue and blood runs down my chin
he wont come back...
this i dont want to know