She bled roses
And smiled like she was fine
She let the stem grow up her spine
She bled roses
Every cut let the thrones beneth her skin breathe
It made her demons quite down as pedal after pedal hit the ground.
She bled roses
And every night she was welcomed with a bouquet
She bled roses
And made a garden out of her arms and legs for the love that left her in sorrow ...
She bled roses
In the darken skin.
Row by row
