Ruby red lipstick marks his chest,
her soulless eyes see past his lies.
Those nights of course, he tried his best,
these deafening cries the night she dies.

A bloody lining drowns her throat,
her gruesome death, she draws one last breath.
His blade cuts deep, she cries.

Sold out, on her death bed,
the whore exposed,
and what she said;
while his life corrodes,
she'll drown in red.

Ruby red lipstick marks his chest,
her soulless eyes see past his lies.
Those nights of course, he tried his best,
these deafening cries the night she dies.

Somethings you can't change,
the hardest I've tried,
you're still the same.