i quess some kids

I guess some kids are just born with tragedy in their blood,
ill try to wash this away, I wanna clean there veins,
but I can help you see the light
out of your despair out of the lies
You tie the rope, I'll kick the fucking chair,


I feel the pain in my veins and,
My heart swells with hatred in your name,
And when you've got nothing to turn black and blue,
You've still can walk to hell and look forward to
Oh, when you're blessed with a heart to call your own
In my mind you'll be six feet closer down
Your love should't be music to my ears,


I have never really fucking cared about anyone
and she had never fucking cared, she had fucking air