you broke my heart first
you set my flesh afire
I gasped as you let go of my hand and watched me burn
why would you do this?
why would you steal my heart and then crush it like grass beneath tires?
why did you snatch away my first kiss?
don't you think I was too young to be broken?
or was the idea of me falling for your trap too much to admire?
you stole my soul as a trophy, you kept it as a token
you laughed in the face of my pain, with a black soul of menace
liar, liar, I hope one day you feel what I did, I hope one day you regret this.