But I've no more blood to bleed,
'Cause my heart has been draining into the sea.
My life is about to shatter into ten thousand tiny pieces. I can feel it. But maybe my life is better broken up than trying to make the pieces all fit together and create a nice image. Maybe, just maybe, it'll get better from here. Yes, it will be a lot harder. And yes, it will be a lot to get used to. But I'll make it.
