if i lay down for my final rest would you lye beside me.
if mt clock was up, would you hold me till my heart stops
would you hold me so tight that it hurts me, would ignore my size and love me for who i am
i dont like feeling like this
like i have to smile to get by
that i have to hide to stay safe
that i have to cut to keep sane
Would it matter it i gave it all away?
Would you really miss me
would you learn of the broken gil
that died
will you grab the knife from me, pry it from my. And hold me in your arms.
Would you carry me to bed with you
place me next you and hold me tight
ANd sing the sweet song of the angels
