it just doesn't sit with me
the deception and trickery
I'd maybe be nice if life hadn't met me with misery
never called a bitch a bitch until a bitch was a bitch to me; And now this is what I'm on, what's a bond, but a con
Just to take what you want, this a hater's renaissance
Now our fate doesn't haunt, you were fake, now you're gone
If you wake to your mistakes
