| Alex Marczak - "Blood" |
All the sorries in the world Won't bring back my little girl No tickets to the time of our lives Can undo that which has been done And though you make me laugh And though you make me smile The blood is still on the floor No matter how you tread around The blood is still on the door No matter how you play it down I hauled a rock off you And I can let it drop And grind what is left of you Into dirt where you belong Cuz I really fell for you And I paid the cost Yes I fought fought a war for you And I was the one who lost So though you make me smile And though you make me laugh The blood is still on the floor No matter how you tread around The blood is still on the door No matter how you play it down The blood is still on the floor No matter how you tread around The blood is still on the door Forever stained by this mess you made |