My eyes were fire
and they hurt
But you were awfully chilly.
If you just got a little closer, maybe-

You told me I was beautiful
And I knew it was a lie
But it meant I was worth
Lying to, didn’t it?-

You said you’d fight till the end
I pretended to believe you
Pretended so hard
I scalded my insides

I said I was a bad dream
An echo of the girl you wanted
You chuckled and said you knew
But you couldn’t, could you-

You wanted an angel
I gave you a harlot
A Lohan Mary Magdalene
Wrapped in a mask of candlelight.

I didn’t mean to hurt you, Dear.
I wish that wasn’t a lie
I wish you were a fairytale
And that I were not an
Arsonist.