The Heart That bleeds
Why I let you toy with the my heart that beat pure
I guess inside i'm still holding on to something untrue
I let you talk me into talking to you knowing i shouldn't
and all you do is take needles and prick my heart so it bleeds
slowly slowly it bleeds the life out of the my heart
I really think it would be better to rip it from my chest
In one quick blow break the ribs
Pull the lung for the air I breath is hard and heavy
the pain is near its end for I will never love again
Make my heart cold and black
so I can never love again
Love in the true pain that is unseen
But felt true and deep.
Rip it Rip it I say take what was pure and true
and Bleed it dry
Cause it will never beat for the heat of you.
By Warlock