A dress torn and tattered
Wings broken and ripped apart
A heart longing and mourning
Eyes empty
It was the meaning of love
It was the meaning of silence
It was the hurt in the words
It was the tears in the sky
Can you keep me from cryin?
Can you keep me from sighin?
Can you keep the rain from pouring down?
Can you take the moon from the night?
Kiss the wounds, make them bleed more
Hold the pain, make it hurt more
Say you love me again, make me die again
Kill me now or forever hold me in pieces
Memories shattered on the floor
Glass no longer piercing
One things left that hurts
In these empty eyes
Can you keep me from cryin?
Can you keep me from dyin?
Can you keep the blood from pouring down?
Can you take the pain away left inside?
Kiss the wounds, make them bleed more
Hold the pain, make it hurt more
Say you love me again, make me die again
Kill me now or forever hold me in pieces
It was the meaning of dying.
It was the meaning of cryin.
It was the meaning of pain.
It was the meaning of the end.
Kiss the wounds, make them bleed more
Hold the pain, make it hurt more
Say you love me again, make me die again
Kill me now or forever hold me in pieces
Wings broken and ripped apart
A heart longing and mourning
Eyes empty
It was the meaning of love
It was the meaning of silence
It was the hurt in the words
It was the tears in the sky
Can you keep me from cryin?
Can you keep me from sighin?
Can you keep the rain from pouring down?
Can you take the moon from the night?
Kiss the wounds, make them bleed more
Hold the pain, make it hurt more
Say you love me again, make me die again
Kill me now or forever hold me in pieces
Memories shattered on the floor
Glass no longer piercing
One things left that hurts
In these empty eyes
Can you keep me from cryin?
Can you keep me from dyin?
Can you keep the blood from pouring down?
Can you take the pain away left inside?
Kiss the wounds, make them bleed more
Hold the pain, make it hurt more
Say you love me again, make me die again
Kill me now or forever hold me in pieces
It was the meaning of dying.
It was the meaning of cryin.
It was the meaning of pain.
It was the meaning of the end.
Kiss the wounds, make them bleed more
Hold the pain, make it hurt more
Say you love me again, make me die again
Kill me now or forever hold me in pieces
A song I wrote because I'm bored and I felt like writing a song. Anyone steals it, I'm kicking your a**.
