What made you feel the need to take my kind heart,
and break it in two
******* I'm lying you ain't worth to do so
With rough thrusts, moans and mustered ******* heat;
Please sing out loud, deeply within my heart
***** you're a fabulist
It must be nice to be as cold as ice and live with a heart of stone
You think not more but for yourself
And pretend that you adore me
Through manipulation
I regret that
I made you feel like
a queen dripping in gold
Wasted my heart
was wasted on you
wasted and beaten
and black and blue.
