I lie I wear this crooked smile While still masking this heart so vile Will the empty fill up soon? Will I take this with me to my tomb?
There is not a thing more that I dread Than my blood that has never turned red Like I never meant a word I said Now I'm lost in my sick, twisted head Regretting regrets I'll regret again
I will run on as one I will duck down for cover without a gun I'll survive this attack Or just beg for you to take me back
Now I have now conquered this faltering pain But internal incisions remain All my motives are cold as rain Like the ice that still runs through my veins
As for every single tear that you shed Well I guess you won't care when I'm dead I remember the words I said That don't matter cause nothing is left I'll never regret it again
