Oh my god, I could barely sit down to write this line,
And I'd give anything to hear your fucking voice again.
So apathetic and I know you must be dead inside,
You don't know what real love is.

And I will paint the darkness on,
Everything that reminds me of you,
And I haven't slept in days,
For I might not wake up.
And you say that passion kills?
Bitch, oh.

And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.

And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.
Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.

Now I have become my death,
Now I have become my death.

You are all that I have left,
And I am lost without you.
You are all that I have left,
And I am lost without you.
Your bloods not worth spilling.
Your bloods not worth spilling.