Red on her hands

Remembers the blood they used to share

Bleeding again

Too many wounds she could not mend.



Bullet in hand

It's just not the gaze without the stare

Washes her hands

and nothing remains the same in here.



If only you could be

Some where else inside of me.



Wake me up I'm dead

Is it something that I said?



Head in your hands

Know that I could just not pretend

Bleeding again and again

Too many wounds she could not mend

Bullet in hand

and nothing remains the same in here.



If only you could be

Some where else inside of me

If only you could be

Some where dead inside of me.



Wake me up I'm dead

Is it something that I said?



If only I could be somewhere else.



Wake me up I'm dead

Is it something that I said