Love and Blood

They will come and go,
leave their scars,
leave their marks,
leave you a little stronger.

But their's the one
that comes along.
You think that, maybe,
they're the one.

They have a heart
for only you.
They say their soul
is yours to keep.

They tell you that
your beautiful.
They tell you you're
the only one.

But then they
turn around
and stab you
in the back.

Let the blood run down
your "beautiful" skin.
And leave you there
to die.
Die.