Sow up my missing patches,
And replace my heart that you broke,
Give me back my soul,
And make me one again.
Give me back the skin that was really there,
Heal my wounds,
Nothing that you can say will bring me back to life,
Wake me up from this death-trap.
Can nothing hold you back?
Hold you back from me,
Because i need help,
I just want to be pretty to you.
As i sit here grasping onto my knees,
I let the pain flow out,
And the tears build a river,
Across your floor.
Everything seems so dull,
So black and white to me,
can't you just help me?
Because at the moment your the only thing that makes sense to me.
The following day he gave her 12 roses,
He gave a grin and said.
"I'll love you until the last one dies"
The 12 he gave, 11 were only real.. 1 was fake
