You stole my heart
And lit a fire inside
It soon tore me apart
And burnt me alive

My love for you was immense
But I could not take it no more
You are not the person I should adore
Every thing is starting to make sense

My heart is week and my body sore
Your too vicious to love any more
It is calm but every thing is tence
This means war
Let it commence

You were are my love
But all you brought was pain
So I am going to make it rain
Death from above

You better run you better hide
I'm going to be you're cyanide
I'm going to drop the nukes
Scorch the land
I'll bring death and it'll be grand

You will regret aggravating
You were underestimating
That I wasn't concentrating and calculating
Soon I will be dominating and you will be suffocating
I promise it will be devastating