Woorden: Blood Of The Martyr. Other. You Win Some, You Lose Some.

This is a matter of life or death
and i wont let you slip away
I love you too much for you
To be another victim to the game
I'd give my everything
for you to say you're clean
You've no clue how much this means
But you're everything to me
I pray for you each night
That the choices you make are what's right
this breaks my heart, to see you this way
When you're face down in the hole
And all your senses lack control
Every time I see you you're doin things your own way
You never listen to what anyone else has to say
Whether it's some nobody's unwanted opinion
Or the best advice your best friend's ever given
You know I wouldnt tell you so
If I didn't love you so