I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more (so much more)
I lay dying
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
Jeff Hardy's body was aching all over. He had just gotten out of a brutal match that had won him a number one contender spot for the WWE Championship. Blood dripped from a small cut on his forehead onto the back of his hand. He felt like he was dying.
"Please God take this pain away" he said through gritted teeth.
I'm dying, praying
Bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, My tourniquet
Return to me salvation
A few weeks later Jeff was about to hit a Swanton Bomb when Randy Orton's face came on the Titantron
"Hey Jeff!" Randy snarled he pulled a barely conscious Matt Hardy up by his hair "I just kicked your brother Matt right where his appendix used to be!"
'Matt No!' Jeff screamed in his head as he looked on in horror.
"And that's not the only place I'm gonna kick him!" Randy threw Matt to the ground, backed up and cracked Matt right in the forehead with his boot.
Jeff bolted out of the ring and ran backstage.
"MATT!" Jeff was at his brother's side in a heart beat "Matt!"
The doctors literally had to drag Jeff away so they could check on his brother.
Jeff sat against the wall with his head bowed while the medical team put Matt on a stretcher and wheeled him away.
Right now he had to worry about his brother then he would worry about Randy.
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?
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
Jeff was so pissed at Randy right now it wasn't even funny. The week after his attack on Matt, Randy made a challenge for Jeff's Intercontinental Championship. Jeff would finally have a chance for revenge. Randy said the fans wouldn't want to miss this.
He was right
For the most part Randy beat Jeff all over the way up the ramp until Jeff tossed him over the side of the stage.
Then he got an idea. But it might cost him his life.
I want to die
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation
Jeff climbed up to the first bar that over looked where Randy fell. It was at least fifteen feet up.
That wasn't good enough. He had to go higher.
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied, Christ
Tourniquet
Jeff signaled for the Swanton Bomb from over thirty feet up. This was for both the Hardy brothers. For a moment Jeff thought he saw Matt standing next to him.
My suicide
He jumped.