our work of art

blood stained sheets

what have i gotten myself into this time?

i close my eyes and i believe you. if i should die i'll never leave you. i wish that i could walk away

guilt rests in my hands

i know that it is for the better

i never said that i'd compromise

between fact or fiction

there's so much better out there

than you and me

i could end this in seconds

i know it but i don't dare

another sentence this all could be over

your words are like weapons why can't you protect me

blood stained sheets

what have i gotten myself into this time?

i close my eyes and i believe you. if i should die i'll never leave you. i wish that you would walk away

red still lines your hands

i know that it's still for the better

i never said that i'd stand aside

between you and the door

there's nothing better out there

than you and me

i could end this in seconds

i know it but i don't dare

another sentence this all could be over

your words are like weapons why can't you protect me

blood stained sheets

what have i gotten myself into this time?

i close my eyes and i believe you. if i should die i'll never leave you. blood stained sheets. it didn't matter when i was calling out your name

i felt the wound grow ever slowly

closer than you'd ever hold me

it's a work of art

the way this fell apart

was the design too faded from the start

or was the artist just too blinded by this

no it's common sense i lack the confidence

still i'll confess all these things to you

take a look at yourself

and tell me what do you see

i'd take a bullet for you

you'd put a bullet through me

and as i lay on the floor

with this hole in my chest

can you walk from the truth

with all that blood on your dress

'cause everything that you want

is everything that i need

i would have gave it to you

but you'd have take it from me

and every word that you said

it brought me closer to sin

i close my eyes and pretend its all fading

another sentence this all could be over

your words are like weapons why can't you protect me

blood stained sheets

what have i gotten myself into this time?

i close my eyes and i believe you. if i should die i'll never leave you. blood stained sheets. it didn't matter when i was calling out your name

i felt the wound grow ever slowly

closer than you'd ever hold me

so why wait for this to go your way.