Son of Victor - Open Wound Lyrics

Let me tell you a story
One of worry
It's sad, I'm sorry
Boy feels love, he ignores it
He must forfeit
It's just not worth it
Late at night he gets lonely
His mind is stormy
His life is lowly
Maybe it was never meant to be
He was always hoping to be free
When she left, he lost her warmth
And so now his blood runs cold
Now in daily hell with open wounds
How can he heal, the poor sad fool?
They say it takes time, it's not working
The heart is yearning
The tears keep flowing
Still the wound remains open
Has trouble closing
He keeps on hoping
He didn't think that it would end so fast
But this time of sorrow shall not last
When she left, he lost her warmth
And so now his blood runs cold
Now in daily hell with open wounds
How can he heal, the poor sad fool?
Every passing moment in despair
Aching heart, pretending not to care
Is this really how the story's meant to end?
Cruel sisters of fate have forced his hand
To lay everything bare
Now the days, they get shorter
The sun grows colder
And he feels older
How much pain can he endure?
He feels no pleasure
He lost his treasure
He finds himself clinging to the past
It's been a roller coaster and a blast
When she left, he lost her warmth
And so now his blood runs cold
Now in daily hell with open wounds
How can he heal, the poor sad fool?