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Death's Girl

Alone in your room he cries on your shoulder, Clinging on to his virtue with unfaithful tears. Don't you remember? All the time you wonder if he thinks you're just another girl. CHOCOLATES AND SLIT WRISTS! Bleed it out only to fight through the night. Tonight he'll die, Tomorrow you'll cry. All the funerals, all the weddings. You are Death's Girl. Blessed to love, look to kill, cursed to break. Forever. His bleeding roses in your stone heart, This end tells lies inside. Your costume tells him exactly who you are. Sleeps in his coffin, Awake in your bed. Dies in his casket, Alive in your head. Everyday you see the problems in his life, Every night you feel the same old spark of his kiss. MISSED PHONE CALLS AND RAZORBLADES! Fight through the blood just for the sight of our might. Tonight he'll die, Tomorrow you'll cry. All the funerals, all the weddings. You are Death's Girl. Blessed to love, look to kill, cursed to break. Forever. I never let go of the life you took, you stole from his grave. A BURNING LIGHT! Tonight he'll die, Tomorrow you'll cry. All the funerals, all the weddings. You are Death's Girl. Blessed to love, look to kill, cursed to break. Forever. I'll be there asking why you shed his tears, I'll be there laughing while you bleed his fears. Don't try to embrace our flight of a burning light. A BURNING LIGHT!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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