She said that she would never run away*
From the problems that we both knew that we would have to face,
Well she grabbed her car keys and she made her great escape,
Finally pulling over but a thousand miles too late,
That fucking bitch!
And now I'm racking my brain, trying to see,
What she actually ever really meant to me,
I want to grab her heart straight from her chest,
Hold it in my hands and watch,
That fucker bleed!
It's been six whole months, since I have played her game,
I've moved on, I can't even remember,
Her name

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