When all is said and done I think I'll be one I've got a bucket of blood in my hand And I just don't care I wear my thorns for you They cut all the way through This is how I do it It takes a lot to it, for you I'm dying here I am I'm trying here I am I'm drying, I'm lying here I am Here I sing my song But it won't be very long Come and shelter me here from hell This ain't no fun I've swallowed the last of my pride Oh no longer will I hide Cut away without a blink of an eye Or I just might die