Red Ribbons
another red mark on this tender wrist
for every chance that I've missed
for all the times I've betrayed
for all the mistakes I have made
I've made my bed
so I'll lie in it
i'll wallow in sorrow
I hope you will remit
take me back, i need you now
take me back, someday somehow
take me back, say you'll stay
take me back, blow me away
Copyright © Lucas Ingram | Year Posted 2010
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