She wept tears of blood, yet did not die.

Everyday thoughts of you run through my head and every night you're the one i'm dreaming of while i'm resting in my bed, but i know i'm not the one whose corrupting your mind, it's her, and that's whats making me go mad.

Anyone can have your body, but i'm the one grasping your heart.

I want to dig a hole inside your precious heart, but everytime i see within your eyes, i realize, that she's the one who has already buried herself deep within it.

All i seem to remember is the tears in your eyes
the taste of your kiss
and the lies behind your smile.
all i want to hear is your sweet voice
your gentle laugh
and the linger of your i love you's.

Now it seems those drops of salty liquid that had been shedding from his bellows were nothing more than crocodile tears...