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.