The boy who murdered love.

You're The Boy Who Murdered Love
Cold hands and a heart of stone
You're a midas in reverse
You're the king of pain and hurt

And the stars turn into fire
And the roses change from red to black
You encourage my desire
Then you put the arrow in my back

Shot shot shot shot shot like a bullet
Stop stop stop stop stop oh you love it
No no no no no now you've done it
You're The Boy Who Murdered Love
Love love love love
You're The Boy Who Murdered Love


You're the thief of innocence
You're a tainted cherry tree
There's a mark upon your skin
Where your heart once used to be

You're a sinner with no soul
You're the nearly was I never had
You're an angel I was told
Then you put the arrow in my back

Shot shot shot shot shot like a bullet
Stop stop stop stop stop oh you love it
No no no no no now you've done it
You're The Boy Who Murdered Love
Love love love love
You're The Boy Who Murdered Love


ouch, ouch , ouch, ouch, ouch.
the thing about being not involved for a long time is when you sorta fall, you fall from infinity stories down, crashing hard. even if it's something ridiculously small & insignificant. a tad mellow dramatic i reckon but its my emotions, it cant be sensible all the time can it?
some say its ego, partially true but, ridiculously smile right smacked on face that entire night.
anguish mainly, feeling silly probably.
the price of feeling.


Caged in, tata.


I love you sherilyn, please take care and i'll be seeing you soon enough. Skype for now love.
the airport wasnt easy ): , thanks for being encouraging in your little note and hitting it so close to heart.
Can't wait till your back.

xx, goodnight.