You entered my life and then you left,
you didn't bother to say sorry or even a mere goodbye.
I'm more than that,
more than what you think.
I'm capable of a lot,
starting wars are my kind of thing.
Bullets will be fired,
hearts will be hurt,
but if that's what you ask for,
your wish is my command.
Don't say it's my fault,
I gave you everything,
but maybe everything wasn't enough.