I'm alone in my closet
And I'm crying
Watching over the past
All the stupid times I was lying
Clutching a rose tight
Its thorns ripping my fingers
Then the glass pedals fall
And the pain lingers
Each broken shard of glass
Glitters as blood hits them
And my eyes grow low
The lights going dim
The harder I grip it
Not wanting to let go
The harder my blood drips
Running down this pale snow
Our love is already broken
Shattered on the floor
But I still hold to tight
Searching for the feeling I adore
Until one day the rose's thorns
Slip in too deep
And for you my hazel eyes
No longer weep
