A Second Chance Lyrics
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Blood stained sheets,
What have I gotten myself into this time?
I close my eyes and I believe you.
If I should die I'll never leave you.
I wish that I could walk away.
Guilt rests in my hands.
I know that it is for the better.
I never said that I'd compromise,
Between fact or fiction.
There's so much better out there,
Than you and me.
I could end this in seconds,
I know it but I don't dare.
Another sentence this all could be over.
Your words are like weapons why can't you protect me.
Blood stained sheets,
What have I gotten myself into this time?
I close my eyes and I believe you.
If I should die I'll never leave you.
I wish that you would walk away.
Red still lines your hands.
I know that it's still for the better.
I never said that I'd stand aside,
Between you and the door.
There's nothing better out there,
Than you and me.
I could end this in seconds,
I know it but I don't dare.
Another sentence this all could be over.
Your words are like weapons why can't you protect me.
Blood stained sheets,
What have I gotten myself into this time?
I close my eyes and I believe you.
If I should die I'll never leave you.
Blood stained sheets.
It didn't matter when I was calling out your name.
I felt the wound grow ever slowly,
Closer than you'd ever hold me.
It's a work of art,
The way this fell apart.
Was the design too faded from the start,
Or was the artist just too blinded by this.
No it's common sense, I lack the confidence.
Still I'll confess all these things to you.
Take a look at yourself,
And tell me what do you see.
I'd take a bullet for you,
You'd put a bullet through me.
And as I lay on the floor,
With this hole in my chest.
Can you walk from the truth,
With all that blood on your dress.
Cause everything that you want,
Is everything that I need.
I would have gave it to you,
But you'd have take it from me.
And every word that you said,
It brought me closer to sin.
I close my eyes and pretend its all fading.
Another sentence this all could be over.
Your words are like weapons why can't you protect me.
Blood stained sheets,
What have I gotten myself into this time?
I close my eyes and I believe you.
If I should die I'll never leave you.
Blood stained sheets.
(Its a work of art, the way this fell apart.)
It didn't matter when I was calling out your name.
(Was the design too faded from the start,)
I felt the wound grow ever slowly,
Closer than you'd ever hold me.
(From the start.)
So why wait for this to go your way...
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