You lured me in
Sick with your charm
Before I knew it I was wrapped in your arms
But something came clear to me
Your personality
Traits; your critique
And it all came up from your ability to show no remorse
for the ones that love you most
what's the issue, what's with your force?
Boy I hate to tell you, you're psychotic
So bad with moral and logic
You're like a drug - supersonic
Now I'm resisting it