This world is so pathetically cruel,
slice my heart out and make it beat for only you,
I've had enough of waiting around,
so I'll dye my heart to match your eyes; the pretty colour of a velvet blue sky.

I'm trying to make my mark on darkness,
and red is my colour choice to paint the sky with,
when trees fall and fire burns,
we'll switch the seasons to turn only for us.

I want to let hope slip through my fingers,
because I'm tired of waiting for the moon to rise and the sun to set,
because you're off in another world with other words,
and this world is dripping hate and fear.

This world is so pathetically cruel,
slice my heart out and make it beat for only you,
I've had enough of waiting around,
so I'll dye my heart to match your eyes; the pretty colour of a velvet blue sky.

The sun is setting as the moon is rising,
but darkness hasn't lifted since you left,
the way the world is revolving around one situation,
it makes me want to believe we have another chance.