Simon POV
Bloody Holiday by Drake Bell.
Love is such a bloody holiday
It always ends in me getting my heart ripped out and stomped on. Then, shoved back in my chest
It seems that every time that I give my heart away
There were girls I loved before Clary. One of them being her mom. Yeah. Pretty stupid of me.
It comes back to me
My heart comes back mangled even more than the last time.
A little worse for wear
I'm worried what may happen to it this time.
And who I give it to doesn't even care
She's with a different guy ever night. She can never be attached to one man.
I could stop myself from loving you
I just... can't bring myself to stop. I don't know why. Maybe it's because you're different than the other girls I liked.
Ask myself what good would it do
It won't do any good. Only bad.
I'd only find someone else to love me who
May as well be you
Everytime will end the same. Either a broken heart for me. Or for them. I can't stay with someone for long either, but for a different reason than Iz. I never age. I'll be dating teens my whole life.
Love is such a bloody holiday
And I'm not good with blood. I'm a vampire.
It seems that every time that I give my heart away
It comes back to me
A little worse for wear
Just a little more mangled. I sew myself together, but the threads won't last for long.
And who I give it to doesn't even care
She couldn't care less.
If I'd ever loved anyone again
It's just a matter of time.
Wonder what would become of me then
I'm almost mangled beyond repair. Soon, I won't be able to let love in when it comes to me.
Love leaves my heart behind and then
Here it comes again
Everytime I get over someone, someone even better shows up. Is...dog backwards out to get me or something? (AN- Remember, he can't say god.)
Love is such a bloody holiday
Even for a vampire. A bloodsucker.
It seems that every time that I give my heart away
It comes back to me
A little worse for wear
And who I give it to doesn't even care
Why should she care?
Love is such a bloody holiday
It seems that every time that I give my heart away
It comes back to me
A little worse for wear
And who I give it to doesn't even care
She doesn't care. Never does.
Love is such a bloody holiday
It seems that every time that I give my heart away
It comes back to me
A little worse for wear
And who I give it to doesn't even care
They never do care. It'll never change.
Iz will never care. Just like the other girls.
OR will it, Simon
Angel:No, I don't think it will.
ITI:Ange, you're back... Why?
Me: No one asked you Angel.
ITI: Where were you anyways.
Angel: Under Vicky's bed. She cleaned today.
Me: Oops *blushes* Sorry...
R&R if you wish to see Angel go back under my bed... With Vampire Bill. (True Blood)