the blood in the bathroom

the blood in the bathroom it still stains the sink and it runs down the marble it still makes me think and I wonder if you ever think about me in the way that I hurt about you I heard about you about how you love her and I think about how much I would prefer to have never have known you and what you would say and the blood in the bathroom that stains to this day the blood in the bathroom it still stains the walls and it runs down the mirror it tracks down the halls into that small bedroom where you once told me you'd love me forever and caused me to bleed