Tell me pretty lies
Look me in the face
Tell me that you love me
Even if it’s fake
Cause I don’t fucking care
She sits on her bed, sugar sweet words running through her mind.
As the tears begin to fall, she wonders how she didn’t see the signs.
Words once meant for uplifting now carry the sharpness of a blade.
Her heart is beaten black and blue from the day it all came crumbling down.
But I guess that doesn’t matter now does it? It’s all water under the bridge.
Her hand reaches for the trigger…