If you took a strike at my face
Where would it land?
I don't know that's why I'm asking, but your lies are making me insane
Most lies, You tell to yourself, because you're arrogant
And the lies make you feel better.
But was it worth hurting my feelings my dear?
If you stabbed me in the back
Would it hurt?
Would you make it work, between us?
Or am I the victim?
I feel lost
Come and get me out of here
Blood drops falling on my shirt
Did you want to love or kill me?
Your lies, they aren't working for you
You will die infront of my eyes
Slowly but painfully
It might hurt
It might burn
But I cried when I looked inside your eyes
Pupils filled with million lies
I'd never cry if you died