i am a knife addicter. |
Roses are red....
blood is too. running down my arms, dripping off...
He was the love of my life. we'd been through so...
he's gone now. out of town, out of my life, he's...
Love is...a beautiful rose. to be taken care of...
love is... the feeling of being thought about...
Can't even shout, can't even cry, the gentlemen...
You were the one who i loved. I'd do anything for...