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