If words could kill,
After your message,
I'd be no more.
If words could hurt,
After your whisper,
I'd bleed.
If thoughts could kill,
After last night,
I'd take flowers to your grave.
If thoughts could hurt,
After this morning,
I'd pour salt onto the wound.
After your message,
I'd be no more.
If words could hurt,
After your whisper,
I'd bleed.
If thoughts could kill,
After last night,
I'd take flowers to your grave.
If thoughts could hurt,
After this morning,
I'd pour salt onto the wound.