Love is only worth as much as you make it,
so lure me aside so you can sing pretty words, with deeper meanings,
of how the girl that you savor is tied to you,
heart to heart.
Where my name is spelled out in the sparkle of warmth in the eyes of a admirer,
so come closer to me, so I can feel your breathe on my face,
and whisper the 13 reasons why love is with us every night.
No reason to go on saying what I�ve been saying
love like this only lasts till doomsday,
cause I�ve felt for you for a while
only certain paragraphs of frigid starry nights could be said to you my dear.
Clarify the meanings of definite gestures,
for you, I would jeopardize it all.
pink and black worn to ward off the cursed,
the unruly who suck the blood right out of love.
Reject the thoughts of abandonment,
and lay low and let go.
Inhale and Exhale the fresh air,
and thrive on the passion like i do.
Cause waiting every moment without you,
is like a bullet to the chest.
And you got that look in your eyes,
that makes it harder to leave every time we are together.
Please tell me you would feel the same if you could only speak threw lyrics
and everything i�ve ever known as always fucked up in the end,
and everything that i want to know is cradling my little pulsing heart.
Step back and forth with me,
while the sounds of affections rings threw your ears,
and grasp the vision of pieces of the day closing together,
and the night paving the path of true beatitude.
Everything expressed in the mist of the dim seems so more romantic then it usually would be.
hold me and rock us back and forth in the wind,
9 degrees and 12:16 am,
rent a cops and playing with ice,
13 reasons of warmth is all in the beauty of your actions.
Round 1.
break the barrier between the fucking words,
and the fucked up tales you oh so love to hear running threw your head.
Surrender to nonexistence phrases of the breaking skin,
blood is the hue of the setting sun.
everything means nothing you fool,
obscurity of the thoughts of past months,
well fuck that,
last time i followed my heart, it got smashed to pieces.
I�m making a steel cover so no souls may enter again,
yeah blame this one on your thinking smartie cause its your fault this time around.
Round Fucking 2.
Your nothing but a love hater,
Bring it back underwriter,
stop losing your salt water from your blue fake eyes,
loose the liquid running to your heart.
Cause you don�t need one anymore.
Justification of your death is already on the paper.
I�d like to see cupid she says in her eyes,
id tell him to drive his arrows of beloved right threw my back.
Round Fucking 3.
Is this how you speak to me from your heart?
The silence is making my fucking eyes bleed.
Maybe you could pretend to know me,
and to believe in my terms ,
and the winter days are just as warm as the summer days when,
you held me close,
and i could hear the heart of our link being pulled and plucked away.
I love you�s, tears, and raining blood always seem to intertwine
as one.
Close my eyes for the last time,
and picture a satisfying axe threw my dead heart,
or something of that caliber to make the suffering stop.
Round 4
No more words, no more looks, no more nothing,
you are my nothing.
I refuse to be played like a mother fucking doll in your game of
Match Sticks and Breaking Souls.
Move me off your game board,
and go fuck yourself.
I win.
Sorry for the promises,
I�ve hit the bleak floor around the clock.
Been deceived for too long.
yeah, no one else tried has hard as you did,
to betray me.
i love you always and forever,
what a gimmick,
But its all over now,
thank god,
forever seemed too long,
yeah,
and always meant fuck all too.
Bleed blue bitch,
cause this time im the executer of heart break.
Scream till your voice bends backwards,
cause this time your heart is going on the wall.
You�re a dead give away,
to what I�ve hated all my life,
fabricators and swindlers.
Yeah.
Look those up,
cause you probably don�t know what they mean.
The only things that mattered where the things that you never said.
This is me without you.
And the last time i checked im doing pretty fucking good.
Would you cry if you knew how i feel?
Would you snap if you knew that im falling in love?
I hope so.
Cause all i want from you,
is for you to savor this same sorrow,
that I felt oh so many months ago.
Im waiting for the starry nights,
lingering for the lost time,
where i tell you,
this is the end,
and im done with you.
Friends And Friends,
that�s all you are now.
and thats all you'll ever be.
Farewell and Sweet Dreams.
X marks the spot, of my broken heart, so drip a line of blood down my chest, and tell me to stop hurting.
Put my tears in a bottle and send it out to sea, cause i don�t want to feel sorrow for our dead love.
Lay beside me, look me in my eyes,
and tell me you can live without me.
Put your sweet face against mine,
and take the blade called love out of your pocket,
Drag it slowly down my back,
making sure you cause as much pain as you did when you tore my life apart.
A rope ties me to you,
And I always end up with a burns and bruises.
How come you never get hurt?
I�ve lost of hope of you.
Rob my heart of all I have left,
cause my bones stick out and im going missing for good.
Watch the blood dribble from my emotionless body,
and put the colours of happiness from your eyes in my agony,
cause I cant remember what it is to feel anything but misery.
Shattered glass,
cracked hearts,
i cant even hear myself think,
it hurts deeper then i thought.
tell me she doesn�t make you feel as loved as I did.
So take the time to follow and grasp the idea
that i don�t need you as much as i thought.
Apathy is everything of the dying light,
take your heart and wrap a string
so it wont ever escape you again.
So tell me furthermore,
why the fuck you think its important for me
to tell you the ravishing
details of my new emotions.
Can i ask you something?
Just a little thing id like to say to you.
Im taking back my heart,
I utter behind my own words,
i love you, but im not in love with you.
So take back what little dignity,
and respect that i have left for you,
and hurry along your little broken path of lies.
You said, She said, I said.
The same old thing,
back and forth.
Its getting harder and harder
to have accepted your bullshit excuses.
Thank you for making me believe,
that you never really gave 2 fucks.
I think i love you even more for that.
�I cant live without you�he said.
Then why the fuck are you still here?
A kiss for A kiss,
but not from my pretty lips,
but from my blackened fist.
So you�ll be spitting out black nail polish for a week or two.
I hope you like it.
tell me you think im beautiful still.
Tell me even in death.
I promise ill take you with me.
I hope i see you again, just to breathe your air, just to feel your love for someone else.
I hope you cry demise when i die, when i leave your life.
When rest on the ground,
place the dead roses i gave you upon me,
so i can smell the sweet romance,
and try to taste what i use to feel.
Hold my hand tightly,
so my blood runs from my wrists and drips down,
and remains stainded on yours.
Look into my eyes, and tell me you see remorse,
Put your ear against my heart, and the only thing youll hear is breaking.
See my chest rise, the only reason i still do is to breathe hate.
Put your lips against mine for the last time,
taste the tears that ive cried.
Feel the ache that i give to you.
I hope you choke on your lies, try to swallow them whole.
Trace the misery with your finger,
around my face.
You ripped out the seams to my broken soul,
Burn a hole,
where my heart use to lie.
So i can no longer yearn for your devotion.
Im not afraid of death,
im already fading out, slowly but painfully.
You left without saying goodbye,
knowing how precious i crack.
well i cracked, and its time to pay the price of love.
yeah.
i payed the price. why havent you?
Ive spent my nights sleeping in my tears,
spent my days bleeding,
spent the minutes waiting for you to never show up.
Loneliness is my best friend, and you are the enemy.
You seem to misunderstand my desire for my own downcast,
Kiss me again, and i will spread my hate to you.
Hopefully my anguish will go for a ride into your lips.
Barry my heart into the earth,
along with every moment we shared,
and tell me you no longer care.
Paint your walls with my blood,
and call it a masterpiece of sorrow.
tell me im beautiful when im dying in your arms,
capitivate my void eyes, and nonexistent heart and hold them close to you.
cause i wont be beautiful forever.
The most beautiful massacre I've ever laid my eyes on,
is you.
A lover painted blind with the blackest tears that fall from his eyes,
that roll down his cheeks,
staining his life.
Suppressing his affections,
gagging on life.
How long can he really last?
About as long as it takes for him to realize
that he cant live without her.
Connect the slits,
from wrist to wrist,
from heart to heart,
then tell me you cant see your name in my blood.
Untwist my dying heart,
As I weep alone,
and the thoughts stir from your dreary statements,
can you genuinely say you dont cherish me?
Some words, are best left unspoken.
Cracked and crumbled,
my heart can no longer pulse the beat of love.
Silently sit,
in my room of nothing,
waiting for the days
when the darkness will never fade.
Take your hands and rest them on my shoulders,
and whisper in my ear how much this hurts.
Pull me close,
close enough you can hear my heart trying to live again,
close enough you can feel my breathing getting worse.
Wrap your arms around me,
and feel the ache of my tears drip on your shirt.
And ill look up,
how i always do,
and touch my face.
Now tell me how you dont love me.
,
Fighting off our memories is a battle i always loose.
Round and round goes the razor blade.
And i cry for the befall of me.
What a gorgeous day to bleed,
what a beauitful night to die.
Catch the falling pieces of my shattered heart
and place the pieces in a tin can,
so i can never fall in love again.
Believe it.
M y fears believe in death, but I don�t believe in fear.
My heart believes in love, but I do not find it here.
My future believes in you, but you don�t believe in me.
My dreams believe in light, but still I can not see.
My soul believes in hope, but I don�t believe I live.
My faith believes in peace, but none shall I ever give.
My future believes in you, but you don�t believe in me.
My nightmares believe in dark, but so much I can only be.
My honor believes in truth, but lies is what I need.
My feelings believe in trust, but now I only bleed.
My future believes in you, and finally I start to see.
If you can not believe it too, I don�t believe in you.
By: Phil Marsh
baby, what i said i meant, and i fucking hate you
truth was the only answer that i wanted from you, and you couldnt even give me that.
well off to hell hand and hand with your little girl under your wing.
yeah. im not that little girl, but who gives a fuck?
I dont. not anymore. You screwed me over, a million times. over and over. did you ever feel bad about it?
you dont deserve my emotions.
my own thoughts have slaved me to love you.
one night, ill end it all, but not tonite.
i bleed for you,
i cry for you,
hopeless dreams i had,
memories that you might come back,
running after something i couldnt have.
i wish i was like you.
not giving a fuck about anything. why dont you preach the lyrics you listen too?
Beleive me when I say, I could bleed myself dry before you ever cared.
Affention dries on the walls,
and your pictures are still up,
and im staring at the stars,
wondering how i could impair myself so I dont think of all the obessions i have for you.
Put my weeping heart in a plastic bag, and suffocate it,
so i dont have to mourn over you having it.
I wish i just knew,
knew what you were thinking.
I have a deathwish for the words i love you.
what a ravishing way to not say what you dont mean.
Fixed on your past expressions,
I have nightmares of you and her,
lover against lover,
what a wonderful closure.
Alone with a thousand sleeping men and women,
dripping sorrow from my body,
I hope this is what you fucking wanted.
Crouch down and lie on top of a grave,
put my hands over my head,
and my hair is in my face,
and the rain is getting colder,
and my heart is hurting worse.
Thinking how easy it is,
to be 6 feet under.
Not to have hopeless love,
and a never ending reality stabbing at you.
Brings me to tears,
how a lovers story,
ends in tragedy every time.
.Please wipe the falling tears from my face,
so i can feel your warmth touch on my frigid pale cheek.
Puncture my viens with the pen i write with,
so the ink can heal me,
and end my misery that people call life.
Cup my hands together with yours,
so the slits on my wrists bleed as one.
Hold me close from time to time,
skin on skin,
so i can remember how it feels to be in love.
And i can say to myself,
this is the last time i will ever feel love again.
Savor the moment,
trap it in a metal box,
and with my tears ill paint a pretty picture of a girl who loved a boy for eternity.
And with one last despirate attempt,
to lose everything that i never had,
I call this An Inspiration of a Heart Ache.
Eternity is hallow with every step you take with an eye to the burning air,
love me like there is nothing to bide for.
Read in between the lines of expressions,
and stumble on the images of my affection
for the unique piercerLast Words Of a Dead Passion and Lighthearted Beginnings
Tell me if i was valued by you,
cause my eyes burn with fire,
maybe,
in spite of it all,
just maybe i would have kept loved you.
If you didn�t leave the dying rose by my cheek
Cold as the razor blade,
drop my name once and a while,
and think back too where we met,
cold spring nights,
and lights that were too bright.
Shorts and misrepresentations is how i feel in love with you,
tainted heart and bloody hands is how i left you.
Rainy days and cop cars make nights go quicker.
I know where true love lies,
and its not here.
So cut up the letters,
wash the green words from your wall,
to hell with the thought of yesterday,
cause yesterday the memories scrapped my sides for the last time.
And they died.
Cause baby, i look up at the sky,
and i no longer yearn for them to spell your name.
I smile, and think how voiceless I really was.
Fresh affection falls in my lap,
and im fucking taking it.
My little heart is sewed in my chest,
and it beats for him.
Cause falling out of love is easy,
especially when it comes to you.
Liars are easier to hate. of my sincere devotion.
With tinted tempting nails,
and dim suggestive eyes
jet-black is my beloved.
Take your hand and brush old pain from my pale faint cheek
once again, I can feel the warmth and not the frigid cold of
despise.
Resist the urge to speak from your reasoning,
and just pay attention to the trivial voice that beats inside your chest.
Words are too much to hear,
Accomplishments are the limit by the cords of your engaging love.
So converse from what you feel ,
and play me something specific.
Heart and soul,
Sharpe scribes on your skin,
expressions of how emotions can be read like fairy tales.
Embrace the feel of warm wind nights,
and sitting by the highway on dry grass,
waiting to miss the thoughts of you.
Hold me tighter so I can watch your lungs fill with air
and sing that song a little louder,
and a little faster so I can memorize the words.
Mending approaches to you,
inch by inch,
satisfy each moment with a kiss of like.
Refuse to get broken again,
taking steps of caution towards falling,
please take my hand and guide me on the rocks.
After all, the girl with black nail polish on always wins
the heart of the punk rocker.
Ignorance and Blood, This Beautiful Masquerade Of Adoration, ill save you a dance, if you promise to never love me.
So take that rose you be fold on her hair,
she smiles gently, and drives the thorns down your throat,
don�t cough the blood up,
swallow it like a man,
for that is all you ever deserved,
you no longer are the star of her affection,
more or less the hate of her day.
So dance with me, in this triangle of abomination,
sometimes things are better off lying in a pool of extinction.
Love is no longer a sincere word,
but a misrepresentation that always comes from your moving lips.
Hence the reasons black eyeliner is always smeared across her faint skin,
stop fucking kicking something that has already died.
To speak at all, is the most important mistake
the looks you gave me,
i wont ever forget how you made her feel,
you belong together,
with her cold hands around your neck,
in the grave of my heart.
I berried her away,
for it�s a sin to carry around the dead,
the little weak girl in the pink ball gown,
with the salt water tears, and the feelings of love she once felt.
Running blood will never come down her snow white legs again,
streaming tears will never make their way down,
because you can�t hurt her anymore,
she is gone.
So wish upon the promises of a better night,
this is your last dance with her,
because she saved you the dance of demise.
Walk her home, the dark twisted path,
kiss her good bye.
Her porcelain heart has stopped and cracked for the last time.
She will never love you again.