Red

All this time and you still haven’t a clue,

I doubt you think of me as much as I think of you

You probably haven’t felt a thing of dread,

You probably don’t repeat the words that I’ve said

I bet you sleep perfectly well in your bed,

I bet your heart has never bled

Oh, your hands don’t have a drop of red,

And that’s just too very bad.

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