If Looks Could Kill کے بول

'Come clean with me' she said As our hearts poured on the floor And for the hundredth time that night I felt her shiver in my arms That fine line between, that fine fucking line between Pleasure and pain crossed without a second thought Now lost everything we've fought so hard to realise I'm breaking down for evey moment she cries If looks could kill, with love in my eyes I'd watch her tear me apart Descend the cold river of blood into her arms As dreams take hold please carry me to a better place Take my breath with your every kiss How I've wanted to be so much more than this A piece of the action at too great a cost. Leave me here with a diary Of everything that went wrong Written in feeble blood A piece of the action at too great a cost For this I kill myself