The rose's gone black
The leaves are all dead
Wish you could be back
Ask the thorns I've bled
The petals are on the ground
Over stepped by my tears
Darkness me surrounds
Dying feels so mere
Blow the rose and shatter
Shatter the petals in air
Let the thorns prick me it doesn't matter
If what you did was so fair
I know we made no promises
There were no vows to keep
And that became my nemesis
I let my trust in too deep
I wish I hadn't a heart
Or at the most one that's dead
Wish you weren't my life's part
Because ask the thorns, I've bled
