Worn Thin

First love; abandoned
Left to rot at my altar
Alone. listen as the blood flows
It speaks to me
Cleanse my soul

I don't love you, the way that you love me
I try my hardest, but it leaves me empty

I'm worn thin
I slit my wrist to bleed out my sins
I've cursed your name
I've spit in your face
Life is a lost cause
I have nothing to offer; nothing to offer

Life is a lost cause
I have nothing to offer

And i will never understand
Where i am meant to be
I wander
Searching for my first love again



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Del Bosque
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