Romance Is Dead

The incisions in your wrist were all for show

Just like you

The epitome of self indulgence

Another farce, a charade

And another set of crocodile tears

So serenade her with your last pathetic suicide love song

"Broken hearts never mend"

But fools never move on

And now she's gone because of you

And once again you're the epitome of pure self destruction

Cupid never found his mark

As we await the insertion of blades on flesh

You part the skin and tell of blades on blood

So part the fucking skin

So part the fucking skin

To tell the blades on blood

To tell the blades on blood

The blades on blood

She said "I love you"

She said...

She said "goodbye"

So cry me a fucking river, bitch

You wouldn't know love

If it crushed you fucking chest

Let go

You wouldn't know love

If it crushed your fucking chest

"Razors, roses and a black tomorrow"

You wouldn't know love

If it crushed your fucking chest

"Razors, roses and a black tomorrow"

They never showed any affection to anything but your ego

A tragedy of errors at the best of times

You are everything that's wrong with me

You are everything that I despise

You are everything I dreamed would die

You are everything that fades away and slowly dies

Will you bleed for me when suicide seems so yesterday?

Will you, will you bleed for me?

Will you fucking bleed for me when suicide...

It's so yesterday

It's all so fucking yesterday

So yesterday