He Died Of... - No Hollywood Ending

One cut for every kiss

One slice to my skin for evertime i wrote the words i love you for your

deceiving eyes

One more little slit just

Cause your not around to stop me from doing this to myself

These drops of blood run down my arms and into my palms

Those lovely tears role down your cheeks

When you realize

What it is that you have done

I’m dying

To know what happenned

Between you and him

I’m dying

Words and music by brett turner