BLEED. I was gonna take the time To sit down and write you a poem But off the would Probably a little more, More suitable for this type of ink. I hot a million reasons off The top of my head that I could think of calling you This cant be enough to Put some ink that I'm starting right here I'll just be berief I'm About to rattle off some of the reasons. I knew I shouldn't go And get another tattoo of you On my chest, But what do I Go and do ! Now I'm sitting here with Your name on my heart I cant believe I went and did This idiotic stuff again My next galfriend, Now her name is Got to be her, Doubt. If you only knew how much I hated you For everything you ever Put us through Then I'dn't be standing here Crying over you. You don't know how sick, You make me, You make me so sick, To my heart, Often I think of you, I, Bleed, You must know Who? You may think not you do, But you do alot, Everytime I think of you, I bleed.