Let me bleed, let me bleed So let's go back to our cocoon On the blackened afternoon I see your heart is bleeding, too Let me bleed instead of you Instead of you I know that you must feel like facing With ruin, facing with ruin I messed it up as always,

So let's go back to our cocoon On the blackened afternoon I see your heart is bleeding too Eh-ah, eh-ah, oh Let me bleed instead of you Let me bleed instead of you, let me bleed, let me bleed Eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-ah, eh-oh Eh-ah, eh-ah, let me bleed, let me

You couldn't let it be You could of let me bleed Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound You could of let me heal I hate the way it feels Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound. Being dead must be better than this. Already hurts