Christopher's Dead - Cardiovascular Puppets

You're playing with my heart, you always have
And still you don't understand
You make me feel so low, and crying doesn't help
Legs so weak I can't stand
You're there in my thoughts and there in my dreams
I tell you these things so you might
Love me as much as I've always loved you
Still you don't care and despite
All that you've been through, all of your pain
I thought that you would understand
But you don't, never did, and now it is why
I've got this bloody knife in my hand

Christopher's Dead

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