Who's going to listen to you now?
Count back from five as your voice is snuffed out
The hand behind this pen is shaking
The thrill of the kill is exhilarating
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
NOT
I'll hold your memory like you held my broken heart
I'll hold your memory like a boat, and I'll tear it apart
I'll hold your memory like the moon holds the tides
I'll hold your memory like you would have held mine
A secret kept is a secret left to the wind
At least with you it's the way it's always been
You deserve so much less, so much less than this
So live it up bitch, cause this is what you get
Cause this is what you get
Now I don't blame you for the things you said
But I sure as hell blame you for the things you did
I tried so hard to make this right
But you threw it back in my face that night
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time
So that'd I never even have to write this rhyme
I guess that's just life, and I guess that's just fine
But this here is where I draw the line
In the words of dear old Freddy
Don't return if you're not ready
Nothing you know could prepare you for this
Welcome to prime time bitch
And don't forget before you leave here
You'll regret the things you've seen dear
I told you that you'll lose your mind
Go now... Run and Hide
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
NOT
You'd think I'd let you lose and not let everybody know?
I was right and you were wrong
I guess it just goes to show
Nothing you know could prepare you for this
Your at home here, so never fear
Welcome to prime time bitch
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Who's going to listen to you now?
Count back from five as your voice is snuffed out
The hand behind this pen is shaking
The thrill of the kill is exhilarating
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
NOT
I'll hold your memory like you held my broken heart
I'll hold your memory like a boat, and I'll tear it apart
I'll hold your memory like the moon holds the tides
I'll hold your memory like you would have held mine
A secret kept is a secret left to the wind
At least with you it's the way it's always been
You deserve so much less, so much less than this
So live it up bitch, cause this is what you get
Cause this is what you get
Now I don't blame you for the things you said
But I sure as hell blame you for the things you did
I tried so hard to make this right
But you threw it back in my face that night
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time
So that'd I never even have to write this rhyme
I guess that's just life, and I guess that's just fine
But this here is where I draw the line
In the words of dear old Freddy
Don't return if you're not ready
Nothing you know could prepare you for this
Welcome to prime time bitch
And don't forget before you leave here
You'll regret the things you've seen dear
I told you that you'll lose your mind
Go now... Run and Hide
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
NOT
You'd think I'd let you lose and not let everybody know?
I was right and you were wrong
I guess it just goes to show
Nothing you know could prepare you for this
Your at home here, so never fear
Welcome to prime time bitch
Count back from five as your voice is snuffed out
The hand behind this pen is shaking
The thrill of the kill is exhilarating
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
NOT
I'll hold your memory like you held my broken heart
I'll hold your memory like a boat, and I'll tear it apart
I'll hold your memory like the moon holds the tides
I'll hold your memory like you would have held mine
A secret kept is a secret left to the wind
At least with you it's the way it's always been
You deserve so much less, so much less than this
So live it up bitch, cause this is what you get
Cause this is what you get
Now I don't blame you for the things you said
But I sure as hell blame you for the things you did
I tried so hard to make this right
But you threw it back in my face that night
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time
So that'd I never even have to write this rhyme
I guess that's just life, and I guess that's just fine
But this here is where I draw the line
In the words of dear old Freddy
Don't return if you're not ready
Nothing you know could prepare you for this
Welcome to prime time bitch
And don't forget before you leave here
You'll regret the things you've seen dear
I told you that you'll lose your mind
Go now... Run and Hide
Never send a man to do a little girls work
And never tell the truth if you don't want to get hurt
Hide behind closed doors like you always do
No one will know what happened to you
NOT
You'd think I'd let you lose and not let everybody know?
I was right and you were wrong
I guess it just goes to show
Nothing you know could prepare you for this
Your at home here, so never fear
Welcome to prime time bitch
Writer: Alec Doyle, Matthew Magnell, Matthew Withrow
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Length: 6:31
Written by: Alec Doyle, Matthew Magnell, Matthew Withrow