" bleeding rose "




i've always let you hurt me like this
but this time, it's the last time
it's the last time i'm going to bleed
for you

because when i look back
all i was in the past was a rose
a bleeding rose
bleeding from the thorns you always put into me

the funniest thing about this
is that for awhile i enjoyed what you did to me
and the hell you put me through
but this has got to stop

because when i look back
all i was in the past was a rose
a bleeding rose
bleeding from the thorns you always put into me

this is the last time
the last time that i'll bleed for you

because when i look back
all i was in the past was a rose
a bleeding rose
bleeding from the thorns you always put into me

no longer for your attention
no longet for your affection
no longer to make you stay
no longer to make you stay ..


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