Cold Hearted

How many holes can a heart withstand?
Oh, I may hold the world record of living with a bleeding heart.

How many liters have I lost?
Bottled up for the vampires, the ones who seek me out
To spill a little more into their hands and lap it up.

I'm sorry that my blood is cold.
It's because my heart is growing icy, stony.

Take what you can
Before it all dries up.