Bloody Pillow

True love can be a killer

On a bloody pillow where I lay
Nightmares of you won't go away
Your screaming face haunts my head
Love was violent now you're dead

I awake in agony
After crying myself to sleep
Releasing emotions I keep repressed
Repeating actions I regret

Oh no the clock strikes twelve
Once again blood will spill
A mothers son Jesus god dammed
The blood is on my hands

I hate myself I hate this house
I hate you I burn it down
With all the memories and love inside
And you Tied gagged and bound
On a blloody pillow where you lie