I don’t know what it says for me as a personThat deep down I want to see you hurtTo watch rose thorns press themselves to your skinPurely so I can ease them outPress my lips to the wounds and bandage them tightSome sick sense of loyaltyTo say ‘I am still here’ After watching you bleed and cryAnd this thought so deep inside meProves me incapable of loveThat I would watch you diePurely for the ho...