Who's your Juliet?
The girl that sits in the corner and cries?
Pathetic.
You love her, but do you really?
Do you love her the way you loved me for hours in bed,
Sneaking out to hear me scream.
Do you love her enough to torture her the way you do me?
Maybe it's just a weird fetish i have,
But maybe all girls like to have their throat slit
On a nightly basis.
Maybe I'm your Juliet.
Maybe I'm your tragic love story that will change your perception on love
Forever