Red is for the blood spilled;
the blood of those that you've killed,
Blue is for the tears;
the tears that your lovers have cried
Your real true love has died,
from all the endless lies,
and all the fake promises.
You were always on her mind,
while she just slipped your memory.
But now your love is gone,
and she won't ever be back.
And you shall remember,
all of the wrong decisions you have made.
For this was love,
Fake love...
 
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