On my desk-top in blood,
is write in the word L-O-V-E...

Holding me in your arms
you protected me from all harms...

Laying in my bed
wishing i was dead...

Looking at me face to face
you toke me away to an unknown place...

Even thought it meant breaking another promise
i swore to the razor id be its best friend...

They split up,he said he had nothing left
and in his mind he thought of death...

Once so bubble now so dark,the poor girl left like...
taking a step forward then another one back making...