My Bleeding Heart

My Bleeding Heart

 

Through the eyes of the beholder she sees red

For within her heart she wishes she were dead

The feeling of my heart being ripped into

To see the pain upon my face that’s blue

 

No one said true love could be so much pain

Sometimes I feel like I’m going insane

When will it end and give back my life?

I’m tired of this pain with this knife

 

I want to be normal again before I die

I’m tired of crying over this one guy

The pain in my heart is hardcore

My bleeding heart can feel no more


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