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An Angel's Last Dance
I can't take back my scars? I'm finding hope in the hopeless and so here we are, love left a void and not a knife this time, its my pleasure to walk away wishing I had the perfect line
I'll never do this again, you let me know with the knife you put in, please dear love push it further in, love left a knife in my back, a hole in my chest, love once called me home, its my pleasure to walk on the dance floor alone
This is my final declaration, though I'm not ready for closure, blood leaves my wound but its not over, hearts break, bones crack, heaven should have known better to send an angel they'd want back
I hear, but I don't give a fuck, love was a lie, this grave at my feet proves its anything but alive, I traded my sins to a priest, my life to the blood and sweat that now stains these glove. Now that love feels more like a loaded gun, I see I messed up trading my heart to a bitch that didn't have one.
Heaven cut me down and trapped me, finish it so I can be happy.
