Murderer

You fell in love with a murderer
Believe me it's not a joke
You saw my smile and loved it
But if you saw my heart, it bleeds out the hoex
It's quite a sad story I know
You'll know it's too late when the knife is up against your throat
Because she bled me out slowly from the wrists down to my soul
I knew I always loved you
and I'm sorry to let you go
But run as fast as you can even if I scream no
It's to late for me
And now you know
I killed the little girl i was and
My knife is already thrown.

M.a.a