My Love, I Would do Anything
What could true love do for someone like me
Someone these lips were never meant to kiss
Sometimes these things were just not meant to be
He will never know how he brings such bliss
These hands I fear were never meant to hold
For all these thoughts of you make my head turn
Never say never is what I am told
For you these bodies I forever burn
And yet these hands were never meant to hurt
Taking the streets to find innocent lives
Wiping my bloody hands off on my shirt
These hands were not meant to hold blood stained knives
For you these are the heads I do sever
It’s just like they said never say never
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