You showed me blue skies and butterflies
and gave me blood and ashes
You showed me
sweets and treats
and gave me poisoned apples
You showed me life, and gave me death
you showed me heaven, and gave me hell
And yet
I still feel I must give
my heart
my soul
my hapiness
These are the words
you whisper into my ears at night
dripping with poison
a bracelet that cuts my wrist
But you tell me my blood is beautiful
I\'m beautiful
And i\'ll cut my wrist myself
And so I\'ll eat that poisoned apple
I\'ll give you my soul
I\'ll let you strip me away, piece by piece
If only to hear you say
I love you.