How Could You Not Have Died

How could you not have died, my dear? I've lived at least a thousand lives Waiting for precious, velvet tears To soak into this skin of mine To soak into this skin of mine, To seep into these veins i hide, Waiting for these velvet tears To, out of my blind sight, subside How could you have survived, my dear? My bones will rot before you find My only known accomplice, fear, Has long past seen the broad daylight It's long past seen the broad daylight, And stays in touch with you at night, My only known accomplice, fear, Has been exposed to much too bright How are you still alive, my dear? You said you'd kill to steal my heart, The homicidal factor's clear, My chest in shreds, my bruises dark This chest's in shreds, these bruises dark, Your once soft voice, a grueling bark, Inevitably, this body grows stark, Signaling this spirit's embark... The second you tell me, my dear, How could you not have died?