I've loved and I've lost more times than I care to count.
Trading minutes for hours, making pacts I can't keep.
I'm scared of what I'd find in the draw after seeing in your eyes,
If looks could kill then you wouldn't need the knife
Held so close to my chest in the dark, swaying gently
In tandem with shadows of the trees illuminated by moonlight.
I awoke to see you standing there with the knife over me
"You're not yourself anymore"
When you said to me "meet your maker" while holding that knife
You're not the same anymore.
Create your macabre work of art
With the moon as your spotlight
and the sheets as your canvas
My blood as the paint
You were stood above my chest, lit up by the moonlight, standing over me
The worst was yet to come when you said to me "meet your maker" while holding that knife
You're not the same anymore.
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