So the mourning after

Heartbreak got me tearstained

And all my cries have hurt

My sides in losing you pain

All these bruises and misuses will become scars

Just a norm for tragic born

With all their broken hearts

I'm losing grip

Only holding on by finger tips

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry crimson tears without you

Crimson tears

So the morning before

Heartbreak has not yet broke

But my heart bleeds through

My flesh in crimson I soak

All this pain corrupts

My soul discoloured within

All the crimson is

My prison formed from tainted skin

I'm losing grip

Only holding on by finger tips

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry crimson tears without you

Crimson tears

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry crimson tears without you

Cry Cry Cry Cry Crimson tears