Pain still torments me from the thorns of yours cut so deep,
You were a black rose dark and violent deep into your inner core,
Pretend to be a saint you were my medicine to my disease,
Cure for the love i needed so bad,
Until you turned,
Leaving me to suffer in tears of blood,
Did i ever mean anything to you,
Was i just some game,
Just a girl you could cause agony to,
A girl who's soul you could ruin,
Though leaving her heart full of many desires,
That she forced herself to handle all anguish, torment and pain,
Guess i was just a girl you could hurt and leave bleeding here.
