Bruises

An incision of the heart

Another blood vessel burst

You walk in the ribbon start

To my life much worse

Love leaks from every pore

My skin looks pale and sore

And the bruises

The bruises

I once had a dream

It would look like this

Blood all over your sheets

I'm full of emptiness

Support machine is off

I'll work better when you're gone

And the bruises

The bruises

Side me, slowly decays

My turn, hold your pain away

No my heart is skin that remains

And the heart that no longer contains

Any of the love that it had

I take my little top

I place one hand on your heart

I thought that I was wrong

But I pull your skin apart

But the scream that a heart will surround

My thought that I must have crushed

Your brains in, your love remains in-

Side me, slowly delays

My turn, hold your pain away

No my heart is skin that remains

And the heart that no longer contains

Any of the love that it had