A stroke of red blood on the palette
And a hint of blue for the times that I’ve missed you
And the way we met like lines on a canvas
In a parking lot
There’s a suicide
And now that I’m a part of you
I’ll do what I would want to do
And settle for less than I am worth
It’s a godless world all the boys and girls
Throw sticks and stones but it doesn’t hurt
They’re afraid of worse
I’m afraid of words
If the last thing I said was sorry
The outline of you would be more than a drawing
Now I hold my regrets so fondly
Could be our wedding night but it’s our death bed
It wasn’t I did it was the last I said
And I wrote your name in a letter form
’Bout a thousand times that’s when I had learned
I could read it out I could say it aloud ’til it doesn’t feel like a name anymore
Do you know how it feels to feel nothing else
To feel only guilt to feel only hell
To feel only you that’s what I would choose
Oh I would do
To have you forgive me
If the last thing I said was sorry
The outline of you would be more than a drawing
Now I hold my regrets so fondly
Could be our wedding night but it’s our death bed
It wasn’t I did it was the last I said I should’ve said
But maybe I should have said it after all cause it’s what I meant
Oh it’s what I meant