A Secret Scenario
From Her to You
She held my hand, I held my tongue.I couldn't help but worry and wonder,We're young and dumb.She's sleeping alone, you're getting high.Now I wonder, "why do I even try?"I'll write a letter from her to you.And if it makes you feel any better,She still loves you.I am a light that's razor sharp.And I'm drowning in the darkness of your heart.Hold tight with open arms, a rude and selfish portrait.I hope your veins run dry, choke on your lies and forget.Falling asleep with an aching mind.And I don't want to wake up to this mess,Leave me behind.You dug a grave, now crawl inside.'Cause in the end, no one makes it out alive.Hold tight with open arms, a rude and selfish portrait.I hope your veins run dry, choke on your lies and forget.I'll write a letter from her to me.And it won't make me feel any better,But at least, I'll see.
From Letras Mania