The Crime Scene was painted with roses
Your hands were stained with guilt
When your awake your heart bleeds for me

The only thing that you asked for was the last thing you wanted

Falling asleep from the warmth of your handgun
Too late there's no where to run
So find your romance in your bottle

Lyrics submitted by iamthenightstars

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