The scarlet, wine.
The scarlet scent...

She's afraid of what she was,
so she left it behind...

I've tasted your breath
hot and forbidding against my neck...

The rain
crashing on my window...

7:00,
8:00...

This wall of memories
it holds so much...

Oh sweet razor blade,
kiss my skin...

I've given my heart to so many people,
but they all have given it back...

You broke my heart
once...

You say you love me,
but when I look into your eyes...

I don't understand,
it makes no sense...

Someone holds the key to my heart,
instead, unknowingly, he throws a dart...