You love me, I lie to you
saying, what you wanna hear
uttering, I love you to
deceiving, the ear.

With words, far from what's true
oblivious, to the real colours, of me
not seeing, what's in plain view
that i'm the lock, and your the key.

To the door, leading, to my every need
I'm beating you, at your own game
off of pure revenge, I feed
at your cockiness, I aim.

I used you, my perfect scam
filled your mind, with delusion
blinded you, of who I really am
a beautiful, illusion.