The Hemophiliac

I use to think myself lucky maybe a little unkind

I caught something contagious by you

It all starts with an itch that always burns me

When i hold you it makes my nose bleed

And when we kiss i fell it deep inside

Like the first time you left me here to die

I wake up every morning by you

A silence on your lips so loud

And your skin such a pretty blue

you got nothing to worry about

nights to lay around

nobody to touch you but me cause it's allowed