Besedila: Bleeding Through. What I Bleed Without You.

I've had enough of this you're all the same to me
I want to be alone eat me alive with your sickness
Hypocrisy, cold the blood that courses though me
So should I let it go? My veins run sand that won't pass

You were supposed to be my only cure
And I've had enough of this you're all the same to me
I want to be alone eat me alive with your sickness
You were supposed to be my only cure
You were supposed to be the one to take her place

Sorry about tomorrow, I'm not sorry about today
This eats me alive, I'm gonna say what I want to say
You were my one true cure, my only love
You were my one true pain, my only hate

You were supposed to be there
You were supposed to be the truth
You were supposed to take her place
You were supposed to be my solitude, solitude, solitude, solitude

Sorry about tomorrow, I'm not sorry about today
This eats me alive, I'm gonna say what I want to say
You were my one true cure, my only pain
You were my one true pain, my only hate, my only hate

My only cure, my only pain
I hate you, I love you
My only cure, my only pain
I hate you, I love you