My heart fell out,
the second you quit holding it.
I'm not the one who wrote this novel,
i'm just the one who told it.

My life turns into a fine bloody mist,
as my lungs collapse from your half-empty kiss.
Who would have thought, I would die for this?
For something I knew would never exist...?

This war of love, I will not enlist.
because i'm already a veteran,of deceptive optics,
And now it's come down, come down to all of this.
and Your love, it slowly, but accurately cuts my wrist.