Answers In Mourning

I can't see it but I feel it everyday
 I'm watching the rain fall through this broken glass and I'm washing the blood from my hands, washing the blood from my hands
 I shouldn't even try, she's right
 This time it's gonna take everything that I have, everything that I have
 These are letters I'll never send, words that will go unsaid
 I want you dead
 And bury you in the darkest part of my heart
 Your arms were my open grave begging me back
 Like a walk through a dead winter park, it was over before the start
 These are letters I'll never send
 I want you dead