If you hurt my feelings,
do I not cry?

If you cut me,
do I not bleed?

If you blame me for everything,
do I not die inside?

Some people say words can't hurt you,
but they're wrong!

They can cause scars to turn into wounds.

They can kill people inside,
taking away what causes them to be human.

Blade to blade,
Knife to knife.
Hurt my feelings,
and I'll take my life.

Please forgive me,
if I'm bleeding.

I can't help it,
I like to die a little.

Sweet nightmares,
my Angel of Darkness.

Tell me why this blade is stained with blood?

I did cause I never felt loved.

On your gravestone lays a black rose all alone,
Sitting by itself on the cold engriven stone.
Engraved on the front, says something but I don't know why.
The words that are written say:

True Love Never Dies.

On your gravestone,
Written with blood.
Encircled with a heart,
Are written the words:

True Love.

Out of the blood,
That has been shed.
You are alive,
When you should be dead.

At your funeral I leave a black rose on your casket,
You said you loved me but now you've left.
What am I suppose to do?
One final question but do I dare ask it?

Can I die and join you too?

As the thorne of your love pierces my heart,
From this Earth I will soon depart.

Bleeding forever in an eternity,
Will be Hell on Earth with just you and me.