sick and tired of his lies,
the words he spreads around will lead to his demise,
and then I will no longer have to cry,
when he tells another lie

he does it behind my back,
trying to throw me off track,
I will not let him bring me down,
until blood is splattered on the ground

he talks about the ones I love,
and he stands there thinking that- it is something to be proud of,
karma will knock his lights out,
and we will be the only one's- to know what that was about