• You have the heart as black as the night
    Scars of hatred
    Scars of lost loved ones
    Knife wound from someone you once loved
    You pretend to hate but the final light
    It's in the middle of your heart
    Shining brightly with love just let me in
    Let me see and touch to heal
    Then maybe you could love me back
    We all bleed red from the scars
    But what happens when we bleed tears?
    We cry for joy, pain, anger, and understanding...
    We all bleed and cry for the same reasons
    What's your reason?