You Drew Blood

You drew blood
It was all over your brushes
And the rushes on the cutting room floor
Falling flesh raw

'Cause you drew blood
The vanity became the insanity
No artistry in your blades of scorn
Daggers are drawn

You drew blood
With dry canvas your intent
Scraping the paint as it dries in my eyes
The love's bleeding lies

'Cause you drew blood
From the surface of my skin
With a burning sense of incandescence
Love lies bleeding

I'm leaving all this
Moving out of the frame
'Cause now I can see
The pain in your painting

I'm leaving all this
Moving out of the frame
'Cause now I can see
The pain in your painting
The pain

You drew blood
You drew blood
You drew blood
You drew blood

You drew blood
With dry canvas your intent
Scraping the paint as it dries in my eyes
The love's bleeding lies

'Cause you drew blood
From the surface of my skin
With a burning sense of incandescence
Love lies bleeding

I'm leaving all this
Moving out of the frame
'Cause it's easy to see
The pain in your painting

I'm leaving all this
Moving out of the frame
'Cause it's easy to see
The pain in your painting

I'm leaving all this
Moving out of the frame
'Cause it's easy to see
The pain in your painting
The pain

And when you drew me
You drew blood