Testo He Died Of...

one cut for every kiss.
one slice to my skin for evertime i wrote the words i love you for your deceiving eyes.
one more little slit just
cause your not around to stop me from doing this to myself.
these drops of blood run down my arms and into my palms.
those lovely tears role down your cheeks
when you realize
what it is that you have done. i'm dying
to know what happenned
between you and him.
i'm dying.



words and music by brett turner