Black Blood Written On A Note (Act 1)

Its a plague, this constant weight, it haunts my thoughts when you're away.

And would it be safe for one to say, I made your heart smile at the end of the day?



And what, what was hidden behind your eyes?

Was it love, or pain in disguise?

I know my love never took that away.

I know my love was just a plague.



With everyday I pray you'd say I brought you joy in some way.

But that's not the case, cause I took it away, I turned your joy into pain.

I know my songs were never profound, they were never sincere enough to make your heart sing out.

So where am i wrong, in hoping that I might someday realize where I was all along?



Where I was all along...