Bloodied Love
Close your eyes and hold out your hand
I want to give you something I hope you’ll understand
Stop crying you big baby
Open your eyes, then just maybe
You’ll see your hands are now blood red
It’s not a knife I don’t want you dead
In your hand I’ve place a rose
Keep holding it and watch it grow
I couldn’t give you petals the thorns are much stronger
The more thorns there are the stem can grow longer
The longer the stem on the flower grows
The more beautiful becomes the rose
That flower you hold represents our love
Unlike people think it’s not a young dove
Love can be painful, cruel and unkind
And yes, sometimes, it can also be blind
But real love looks far beyond the pain
And sees the beauty in this red rain
I gave you rose and with it my heart
They belonged to you right from the start
If you love me, give me one back
Or I’ll know you don’t from the flower I lack
I say with pain and with glee
Thank you my love for making my hands bleed