oh the cruelty of you
oh the failures in a first time
you fuck up worthless whore
the truth is poison, the truth is right
cut yourself just to see you bleed
feed your desires but don’t feed on me
burned out, broken, then you leave
and you hate me for what you believe
what you believe
if I could do it again
I would stomp on you
if I could be it again
I would leave it all behind
cut yourself just to see you bleed
feed your desires but don’t feed on me
burned out, broken, then you leave
and you hate me for what you believe
what you believe
I won’t beat you
I won’t hate you
I’ll tape you up and what you said
in a shoe box under my bed
cut yourself just to see you bleed
feed your desires but don’t feed on me
burned out, broken, then you leave
and you hate me for what you believe
what you believe
it makes you leave, and you leave