I made you hate love Were the last words you spoke But your actions caused Me to hate more than a burning feeling We so easily define as love I hated my body For the marks you left there Still feel permanent Like a tattoo pen on my tainted skin You thought of me just as a canvas To paint your feelings, red, bleeding Passionate My body still feels unease The scars As deep as when you cut them I bleed on others now only The blood pours on their skin But they can't see it As I can You made me hate everything Your heart bleeds as my skin does Unshallow wounds