i wear white, wrapped in lace

but his favorite color was blue—

the blood-stained white signifies the knives he placed in my back

but why would he do that to us—

i can’t let go of him because of you

but why would we want to let go of him-

i cut the ties between us, you won’t let me rid myself of him

but i don’t wanna let go of him, he loved us!

loving us doesn't allow him to sleep with another 

i don’t believe there would be another but me!

with the same blood that I now bleed, he betrayed us

what did you do to make him stop loving me?

let him go

but I love him

let me go

but i need you

your gonna see how it goes

i love you.