You don't get it
My heart is pure ice and my soul is a raging fire
I don't need love,
I need glory.
I replaced the blood in my veins with power.
Don't you remember what they told you about thunderstorms?
How they're more dangerous than they appear?
How eventually they turn into hurricanes?
You should have listened to their tearful concerns because now you're caught in the eye of the storm.
Alone.
Just like you always were.
I told you I am not the woman you fall in love with, I am the woman you fear.
Learn to look both ways before crossing the street
and maybe sometime in another life you'll be able to put yourself back together.
How else do you believe I got this way?