it's the blood pouring from my mouth
that gives it all away
i can't be the one you stab in the back all the time
it hurts but it doesn't need to
as long as you keep on living
like the way that you do
like the way that you had to

love isn't won by killing
your heart isn't as pure as it could be
punch me out
knock me down
see what happens when you lose it all

confrontations are contagious
they fill us with wounds
that bleed and kill all in the end
i can't imagine a life with me in it
so just go on
go on
go on
and do what you need to
just remember that i'll no longer be the one waiting

it's the cut on my wrists
that keep you waiting
in the earnestness of pain
that makes me want to cry out names
and bleed all over again
till the memory takes it's shape
in the shape of a heart that you cut into stone
so until you leave
take young maiden's hand we can live in a perfect land
but the plague hits me harder than you
so can i just die right beside you