• It used to be a game to me.
    I mean, my love for you.
    They say love means nothing at all
    Yet, our hearts still beat.
    In dreams and in theory, its love.
    But this is reality, its our nightmare.
    When i wake up, your face is the first thing i see.
    The first time i've seen love, the last time i'll ever witness.
    I love you.
    Do those words still haunt you?
    You're torturing me with a pretty face.
    If i stay, i'll just keep listening to my own glass heart breaking in the back of my mind.
    You don't know what its like to wake up in the middle of the night.
    Wanting something, only it be a poison for a bittersweet death.
    Just kiss me goodbye and let me breathe, live.
    Break the strings you've attached to my heart.
    Lay me down and please, don't wake me.
    My love for you was bulletproof
    You're the one who shot me.