Koban wa mina, just another angsty one-shot that was produced from
listening to Evanescence's 'Tourniquet'. Standard disclaimers. Please leave
a review!
I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more
/So much more/
I lay dying
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?
The angry red lines that traced my wrists and the soft under-flesh of my arms cry red tears, they weep for me. I can't cry anymore, there's nothing left.
Why? Why did you leave me? I thought that you would stay, would always be here for me. Forever by my side. But no, even that was a false hope, like so many other things. Did you even care about me? Was it something I did wrong? What can I do to bring you back?
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
I loved you with everything I had, I gave you my life. Wasn't it enough? Oh, demons and angels, help me. The blood is as red as your eyes; I can't escape your memory. Come back to me, save me. I'm nothing without you.
Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
Or will you forget me?
I'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?
I can't forget you, does my face haunt your dreams like yours does mine? Do you see me in the stranger walking on the other side of the hallway, or cry for me at night, missing the comfort of my arms around you? Or am I just fooling myself? Was I something you thought you could play with, a toy that you used, then got bored with? Have you found another to replace me? Does he love you like I do? Will you ever return my love?
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
/Return to me salvation/
/I want to die/
What else could I have done to keep you with me? You are my other half, the missing piece of my soul. You mad me whole for such a short time, then tore off what you had given me, took even more than you gave. I can't go back to living like I did before you; it seems so pointless without you. Please, don't let me die alone.
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied Christ
Tourniquet
My suicide
What can I do to bring you back? What can I give, that I haven't already. Is my blood enough? Here it is for you, I give it willingly. Will it bring you back? Is it enough?
I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more
/So much more/
I lay dying
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?
The angry red lines that traced my wrists and the soft under-flesh of my arms cry red tears, they weep for me. I can't cry anymore, there's nothing left.
Why? Why did you leave me? I thought that you would stay, would always be here for me. Forever by my side. But no, even that was a false hope, like so many other things. Did you even care about me? Was it something I did wrong? What can I do to bring you back?
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
I loved you with everything I had, I gave you my life. Wasn't it enough? Oh, demons and angels, help me. The blood is as red as your eyes; I can't escape your memory. Come back to me, save me. I'm nothing without you.
Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
Or will you forget me?
I'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?
I can't forget you, does my face haunt your dreams like yours does mine? Do you see me in the stranger walking on the other side of the hallway, or cry for me at night, missing the comfort of my arms around you? Or am I just fooling myself? Was I something you thought you could play with, a toy that you used, then got bored with? Have you found another to replace me? Does he love you like I do? Will you ever return my love?
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
/Return to me salvation/
/I want to die/
What else could I have done to keep you with me? You are my other half, the missing piece of my soul. You mad me whole for such a short time, then tore off what you had given me, took even more than you gave. I can't go back to living like I did before you; it seems so pointless without you. Please, don't let me die alone.
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied Christ
Tourniquet
My suicide
What can I do to bring you back? What can I give, that I haven't already. Is my blood enough? Here it is for you, I give it willingly. Will it bring you back? Is it enough?