It's like you've always said, "life is a bitch."
And I'll be the one to fucking ruin that slut.
No shame, no heart, you're not broken, just another skeleton.
Locked up inside my closet now without your made-up skin.
You're just another shot at redemption. Another face of deception.
Who are you now?
Who are you now?
You're always waiting for your next fix of relevance.
Another chance to matter to someone other than yourself.
And while you're fucking a new guy
Every fucking night,
Remember who you called
The missing piece to your life.
The empty space,
Residing next to my being now being
Filled with whatever is devoid of feeling,
Processes negligence as a fucking emotion,
My hope is gone for you and your "endless devotion."
I hope you're scared that I'll forget your face.
I hope one day you'll learn your fucking place.
I hope you're happy now 'cause ignorance is bliss,
And I hope you learn to step the fuck back bitch.
I'm getting sick of staring at this screen.
I hate knowing that you think I owe you anything.
Fuck whatever I meant to you before,
Cross my heart,
I don't give a shit about the score.
I'm getting sick of staring at this screen.
I hate knowing that you think I owe you anything.
Fuck whatever I meant before.
Cross my heart.
I don't give a shit.
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