The cold metal beneath my bare feet in the winter,
Somehow the lake hasn’t frozen yet.
I wonder what it’ll be like when I collide with the water,
It’ll be freeing I bet.
The bridge is higher than I remember actually,
It’s much longer of a fall.
But it’ll be nice to be suspended in the air,
The wind whipping through me, relaying death’s call.
It’s warm for a winter night,
And there’s no one around,
So I suppose that when I hit the water,
No one will hear the sound.

When we started we were beautiful,
And oh so full of hope.
But darling then life got to us,
And we’re out of ways to cope.
There’s just so many scars,
And marks we can’t ignore,
They cover us from head to toe,
And we can’t hide them anymore.
Our chests hold such shattered hearts,
Troublesome things can’t be fixed,
But when we started we were beautiful,
So how did it end like this?

Don’t let it slip away,
This moment that we’ve got.
It’s filled with so much drive,
And passion so fiery hot.
We’ve got a chance to be something,
And finally make a change,
You and I together,
Can fight off the rainy days.
So darling come along with me,
We’ll disappear into the rain,
And leave nothing, not even a trace,
Behind with them and the pain.

Remember that I was there even when no one else was,
And that I gave my heart to you when you were hard to love.
I would’ve given anything, to live and die by your side,
But how did you repay me? With pain and a silent goodbye.

So I’ll wander through the hours,
And I’ll wander through the days,
Waiting for your love,
And wishing that you’d stay.
I know it’s a waste,
Of my time and my heart,
But I just hate the fact,
That we’re so far apart.
I can no longer see you,
Your smile or eyes,
And I can’t feel your warmth,
No matter how hard I try.
The fact is your gone,
And you’re not coming back.
But you were my first love,
But hopefully not my last..

You can keep me locked away,
For days that turn to weeks.
But I promise you that I’ll bounce back,
And land right on my feet.
Those white walls that are stained with cries,
Are where my most painful secrets lie.
But I’m free now,
And never looking back.
My scars and cuts,
Are all part of my past.
I swear to you that I’m not insane,
Although I will admit that my mind’s to blame.
But look, I’m back now,
And ready to restart.
I’m healing my cuts,
And mending my heart.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree,

Where they strung up a man they say murdered three?

Strange things did happen here,

No stranger would it be,

If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree,

Where the dead man called out for his love to flee?

Strange things did happen here,

No stranger would it be,

If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree,

Where I told you to run, so we’d both be free?

Strange things did happen here,

No stranger would it be,

If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.

Strange thinsg did happen here,

No stranger would it be,

If we met up at midhnight in the hanging tree.

Let me trace over every scar of yours, intentional or not. Let my fingers get lost along the lines of every little mark you’ve got. Tell my about the memories, the blood, and all the hurt. Let me kiss away the pain of being stomped into the dirt. Let my hand slide into yours, and push the blade away. Because my dear I’ll have you know, that like your scars, I’m here to stay.