Bleeding Heart
If there’s no other way
To show you my love
Then I’ll slit my throat
Donate my most precious organ to you
Still beating and bleeding
I’ll watch as you
Turn it around
Read all the things
I’m too choked up to say
As your hands become stained
With the sleep I’ve lost just thinking of you
When you’re done we can plant it by the light of the moon
And as it grows we’ll admire the blossoms of my bleeding heart