Bleed

Won’t you bleed with me? if I bleed, baby if my platelets are too lazy to act; if in my own blood I start drowning if it starts killing me.

Won’t you bleed with me? If my own blood starts hating me; has no faith in me; wants to escape from me. If my own blood isn’t mine anymore.

Won’t you bleed with me? If the blood becomes too much to bear and oozes out from everywhere, my eyes, nose and ears. Will you drink it?

But you won’t, would you? It’s all too much for you you’ve got your own wounds to deal with and I’ll just have to deal with mine So don’t bleed for me.