A Pickaxe To My Heart
Are you a miner for my love, not gold?
Do you believe in any tales of old?
Is this just destined to happen again?
I'm always prepared for an untimely end
This bloody valentine is a work of art
These words you've spoken like a
Pickaxe to my heart
February's here now the curse will restart
These words you've spoken like a
Pickaxe to my heart
Let them find me lifeless after I bleed out
Let them know I went willingly at the hands of my devout
Be still my bleeding heart
It has been picked apart
Do you believe in any tales of old?
Is this just destined to happen again?
I'm always prepared for an untimely end
This bloody valentine is a work of art
These words you've spoken like a
Pickaxe to my heart
February's here now the curse will restart
These words you've spoken like a
Pickaxe to my heart
Let them find me lifeless after I bleed out
Let them know I went willingly at the hands of my devout
Be still my bleeding heart
It has been picked apart
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Writer(s): Sean Henry
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