See how i’ll leave with every piece fo you
Don’t underestimate the things that I will do
The scars of your almost love remind me of us…
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
I’ve heard one of you and I’m gonna make your head burn…
You’re gonna wish you never had met me
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow…
If you thinking that I am bad…I can be the worst
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