Blood On The Floor

If the floors covered in blood, dont worry bout it.
I been stepin on broken glass.
Got some shards stuck.
Just like the memories, I aint gonna forget.

Eventually these scars will fade.
Until then, dont worry bout em.
Only i need to know how they got there, it dont concern you, so get out.

When the blood's on the floor, youll just clean it up.
Wont worry bout how it got there, thinkin nothin of it.
Youll just wash it away and forget bout it, just like you always do.

I got a lil gapin hole in my heart.
I aint ever gonna stitch it up.
Ill keep it open, so you can see the memories that are always there, as the bloods runnin down my skin, and drippin on your floor.
Soon my pulse is gonna stop, then youll forget.

When the blood's on the floor, youll just clean it up.
Wont worry bout how it got there, thinkin nothin of it.
Youll just wash it away and forget bout it, just like you always do.

I guess people just drift apart and fade away.
To bad the memories wont.
Soon the pains gonna eat me away.
Its gonna drive me insane.

Its better to just end my life.
Before it gets in my mind.
Cause if it gets there it aint ever gonna leave.
So rest in peace, see ya soon.
Ill be seein ya as youre pickin up my brains off your bathroom floor