Take the bullet for you,
I'm hospitalized right now.
Blood dripping from my heart,
but I am only worried for you.
I might be harsh with my words,
but I meant well.
Falling for someone who ain't real,
who ain't worth your time,
someone you really might know at all.
I cried tears for you sometimes,
when bad times came in I let you have my good ones.
When the cold settled over us I lent you all of my warmth.
Yet he's twisting you,
From the beggining I knew nothing was good.
Nonetheless you won't hear me out now.
Even the others are pained for you.
Taking most of the wounds you recieve for their own.
No listenting, your confused, your disgusted, your maimed from the inside.
But now I give in,
no more crying for you sake,
no more worring.
Good luck my friend, my sister of the heart.
Hope you tie,
instead of winning,