The Hardcore Song

Theres nothing left
But to pave red rows in skin
Rows sewed with a blade
From your aspirin

Theres nothing left
But to pave red rows in skin

When ever I see you
Brings back all the things we used to do
Used to do, when I see you

We could have been
So much
So much more than this
We shoulda been
Coulda been
So much more

I still hate you
Still hate you
Still hate you

This is my way out
This is my goodbye
Just tell me its okay to leave this note
And die

I wanna see
I wanna know
Your hands around my throat

This is my way out
This is my goodbye
Just tell me its okay to leave this note
And die

For Your Eyes Only