I miss your blood upon my tongue.
I miss your tears within my eyes.
I miss the flesh that I have cut.
I miss those red lips on my flesh.
Eat out my heart,
Tear off my skin,
Love me or not,
But don’t let it end.
I miss your blood upon my tongue.
I miss your taste upon my lips
I miss the days that turned to night.
I miss the dawns sweet burning light.
Hold out your hand,
Brush of those tears,
Love me or not,
Don’t leave me again.
I miss your blood upon my tongue.
I miss the light you lend my heart.
I miss the love within your voice.
And I miss the calm before the storm.
Embrace my arms,
Bleed out my soul,
Love me or not,
but will you need me?