The tears i cry are not salty
As a matter of fact they are thick
They are not but bloody tears
Why is it i cry these bloody tears
It must be because my heart has been stabbed
So many times from so many people
I fear one more of it and my heart will die
There will be no more left of it
Just bleeding more and more
Why do I wish that to this day
The torn heart would have actually killed me
I wouldnt be crying these bloody tears
Everything I do reminds me of something
Something that we did and you torn my fucking heart up
Cheating lying decieving leading me on to walk into that knife
Yet whenever I get around her my heart heals
It seems to have a way to mend itself
It seems to be what it once was so long ago
And no matter what all I have to do
Is picture your smile in my head
And all my problems seem to vanish away
