If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you
want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start
talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow
old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A
crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but
it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad
that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. If it makes
you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep
out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all
down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb,
and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your
wounds. So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just
wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you
can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm
and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over
your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so
fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best
you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins. Call me
a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping
as time goes, you can forget.