By the end of this, you will beg me to let you fucking die
My foot on your throat pushing down, for every fucking lie
Your manipulation runs out here
I will be every nightmare, you fucking fear
Sweetie you must be out of luck
You must have mistaken me for just another cock you could suck
What's done is done, but I can't see past your mistakes
But anger fogs my mind with hate
And moments like this make me realize I'm better than this
Moments like this remind me why I live and die
No hope
No love
No hope
No love
No hope
No love