I was betrayed, you lacked remorse,
you kept me sane, your heart got bored,
to think you strayed, into his bed,
you begged forgiveness, I wished you dead,
and girl you could spend years,
regaining all my trust,
but our loves had little luck,
you took my heart burnt it left me aching for your touch,
now screaming in my trunk, this time I've had too much,
steady at the trigger,
HAVE THREE BULLETS FOR YOUR LUNCH,
now this is fucking justice, this is fucking hate,

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