You're cold like winter,
but beautiful like summer.
You ****** me and left me in a despairing puddle.
I was only trying not to collapse,
so I cut off all my hair and colored it black,
making mistakes and leaving a bad track.
You're one heartless soul,
you put me in a choke hold and not the way I wanted,
As time goes on your name is slowly dissolving,
Lingering out of my head,
removing the needle from the thread.
I want to wish you were dead,
but I'll let Karma work her special spread.