I lie

I wear this crooked smile

While still masking this heart so vile

Will the empty fill up soon?

Will I take this with me to my tomb?

There is not a thing more that I dread

Than my blood that has never turned red

Like I never meant a word I said

Now I'm lost in my sick, twisted head

Regretting regrets I'll regret again

I will run on as one

I will duck down for cover without a gun

I'll survive this attack

Or just beg for you to take me back

Now I have now conquered this faltering pain

But internal incisions remain

All my motives are cold as rain

Like the ice that still runs through my veins

As for every single tear that you shed

Well I guess you won't care when I'm dead

I remember the words I said

That don't matter cause nothing is left

I'll never regret it again