Blue bruises line the outside of your skin
Truth knows no friends when pain comes from within
Yellow summer daylight asking "how you been?"
Isn't it funny how we act so normal when we're dead
Red blood sliding up and down my chin
When you decide to treat me like I'm still a kid but
I do act like one at times I've sinned
Summer could leave me dying and I'd scream I win
What could I lose?
What could I lose?
I could lose you
I could lose you
What could I lose?
What could I lose?
I could lose you
I could lose you