Roses are red
Bruses are blue
Theres blood on my hands
Im thinking of you,
You were mine
No one else's

Love is like a game,
I'll always lose,
No matter what i do.

Was it all a lie,
Who was wrong,
Held by a chain,
Dragging you down.

Knife on the floor,
Sirens around,
Blood on the ground.

I tie the rope,
Kick back the chair,
The lights flash,
What did i do?