a rose in each hand one for your lips one for our death bed rain pours from the skies like tears like a simple fuck you wave goodbye to those years with a simple fuck you smile wide with teeth that gape for a simple fuck you wearing wounds sutured with tape from a simple fuck you ill write these words in blood tonight everything will be alright your words like knives sink slowly my wounds ill wear to my grave forever my wounds will bleed black spread your wings butterfly fly away remove stitches and fly ill wait till you bleed