Blood Ran Cold

It doesn't seem that long since you changed your fucking song

My heart grew fond of you and now for everything you do

Used to take as gospel every word you say

I used to have respect for you but you disgraced your name

You took your chances, now it's my fucking turn

You lost our self respect

And took the piss out of everyone in your path

So this ones for you

Now that I've come not to care its true your going nowhere

And maybe your safe at home but your empty forgotten and alone

And if I cut my wrists I'm sure the blood will run out pure

And if I cut your wrists I'm sure the blood won't run out pure

The colours blue and gold S T A the blood ran cold...