Texty: Hope Conspiracy. Endnote. Just A Lie.

I spilled my guts
dont'y you know I'd "KILL FOR YOU"
through years and broken hearts
I bled it true
yet every drop of faith
becomes a sea of pain
the storm on the view
a darkness over me
dead from the onset
and I can't break free
I spilled my futs
did you think I'd "CRY FOR YOU?"
through years and broken hearts
I bled it true

TRUE!
TRUE!
her hearts not true
knives in out backs
stabbing till the end
it's all just a lie
and you're
just a lie
love has no meaning
when there's nothing left inside