This night is so clear,
so why am I cryin on
this beatiful night?
Lying under the moinless
stares I wonder why
this pain I feal is
so dark.
My frighg body weeps
for you,
poison tears stream
down my face,
my heart breats at a
steasdy pace.
I love you like i love 
my razorblade,
but love is what cuts
like a razor.
Those memories come
back agen and holds
me against my will with
ropes of pain.
The crimson red going
down my wrist like dripping
red rubies.
Now it's just a memorey
thats faded and dull like
my love for you and this razor.