With This Blade
With this blade against my wrist, I wonder what it is
I wonder what it is to bleed
And I bleed without a sound as I press the metal down
I feel the tingle in my fingers, "Is this for real?"
Each drop of blood that spills for you is my awaking seranade to you
My reward is knowing you will live to fight another day for
With this fist against my chest, I pledge my dying breath
I pledge that I would bleed for you
And the blood is dripping down from my knuckles to the ground
I raise my fist into the air 'case this is for real
This game is over
I'm feeling sober and I'm running out
These veins are open and all I have is slowly spilling out
And all my memories are shattering just like better days that fade away
All my memories are shattering just like better days
I hold onto you, like holding onto better days
I hold onto you, like holding onto better days
Better days
With your face against my chest and my hands around your hips we celebrate our last embrace
An no more sad goodbyes, so dry your bloodshot eyes and remember that December when we were young
And everything was new
Yeah we've had some better days
And all my memories are shattering just like better days that fade away
All my memories are shattering just like better days
I hold onto you, like holding onto better days
I hold onto you, like holding onto better days
Better days
I hold onto you, like holding onto better days.
I hold onto you, like holding onto better days
Better days
