I've seen enough in this lifetime, (I) thought I knew better than this. You came crawling on your knees, With promises of peace. I thought I'd give you one more chance, Hoping you've changed a bit. I'd be better of kissing harpies, But I had my ego to please. You thought you'd clap your fingers, And you'd have me kissing your feet - sick babe. That I'd forget all your mistakes, And once more be your plaything - you psycho.
I decided to show you the door, And your face was something to see - you b**h. I'd rather walk through fire barefooted, Than see your a** rolled again on my sheets - you f**. Charging down, a long and winding street, Keeping my distance, from your hungry teeth, Facing your fire, back and front of me, Still tasting your venom all over my lips.