You think I'm strong, but I think I'm dying. |
Have you ever seen tears mingling with flowing blood? |
The teardrops fall and they make eddies, swirling in the |
richness and the redness of the blood. |
You don't see that inside I'm crying |
because if you did you'd take away your thorns. |
All you see is the sadness on my face |
you don't see the despair that's lodged deep inside my chest. |
You think you know what you are doing, in the world, |
but I've got to tell you that dead hearts have feelings too. |
And I loved you, deeply and truly from behind the grave |
hiding behind the cross that stands where they buried my heart. |
And I loved you, but still you surely still will walk away. |
And I loved you, and you think I'm strong but I think I'm dying inside. |
And I loved you. |
(but don't you know and you still will walk away) |
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