Black Dahlia Lyrics - Swan Songs - Hollywood Undead

I loved you, you made me hate me. 

You gave me hate, see? 

It saved me and these tears are deadly. 

You feel that? 

I rip back every time you tried to steal that. 

You feel bad? 

You feel sad? 

"I'm sorry"? Hell no, fuck that! 

It was my heart, it was my life 

It was my start, it was your knife. 

This strife, it dies 

This life and these lies. 

And these lungs, have sung this song for too long, and it's true, I hurt too, remember? I loved you. 

I've lost it all 

Fell today, it's all the same 

I'm sorry oh 

I'm sorry no 

I've been abused 

I feel so used, because of you 

I'm sorry oh 

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I'm sorry no 

I wish I could have quit you, 

I wish I never missed you, 

And told you that I loved you 

Every time I fucked you. 

The future that we both drew 

And all the shit we've been through 

Obsessed with the thought of you 

The pain just grew and grew. 

How could you do this to me? 

Look at what I made for you 

It never was enough 

And the world is what I gave to you. 

I used to be love struck 

Now I'm just fucked up, 

Pull up my sleeves 

And see the pattern of my cuts 

Photos 

I've lost it all 

Fell today, it's all the same 

I'm sorry oh 

I'm sorry no 

I've been abused 

I feel so used, because of you 

I'm sorry oh 

I'm sorry no 

Seems like all we had is over now you left to rest. 

And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound. 

Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest. 

And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down. 

I've lost it all 

Fell today, it's all the same 

I'm sorry oh 

I'm sorry no 

I've been abused 

I feel so used, because of you 

I'm sorry oh 

I'm sorry no 

(NO!) 

(I'm sorry! I used to be love struck, now I'm just fucked up) 

(I'm sorry! Pull up my sleeves 

And see the pattern of my cuts) 

(I'm sorry) 

(I'm sorry! I used to be love struck, now I'm just fucked up) 

(I'm sorry! Pull up my sleeves 

And see the pattern of my cuts) 

(I'm sorry) 

(I'm Sorry, no!)