It was I who enslaved me,
And you who set me free.
You stole my warmth
When all I wanted was the cold.
You drank all my glucose
And left me bone dry
But I like the bitter,
And I like the bite
Because things are much safer
Up at this height.
So I bid you adieu
And curtsy from above.
I do ask one thing though, my love,
Keep my heart, for I have no use for it now
An emotionless temptress
With vengeance behind these eyes.