You took and took from me,

Only to fade away in the end

A hideous column of fake

Charring flames illuminated you.

I just hope those flames chase you

all the way down to your date

with the devil. He'll kiss you

and make you feel whole, but

Eventually he'll take and take

Your entire being away from you, you cry

And cry, "I fucking loved you."

He'll spit you out for a moment so

He can laugh in your face and kiss

You again. You will be confused

Wondering, is this really hell?

Then you'll hear my whispers

Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes

It's been coming awhile now.

You'll wake up in his warm embrace

Kiss me, kiss me, and his eyes will

Trace yours before evaporating

With only a note in your mind remaining

I never wanted you, you mean nothing to me.

Your entire being left with him, so you cry

And cry, "I fucking loved you."

My whispers will rise again.

Love, I'm not sorry.

You mean nothing,

As I mean nothing to you.

The devil will rise and rise and he

Will reach for my hand once more

But I look him in the eyes

No more tears.

Leave his hand hanging, he reaches

For my warmth and sees your tears,

Raining, staining your face.

The next time you reach for me,

I leave you hanging.

And I'll take pity on every single

Hand that takes yours.

Just know, love,

My hand will belong to someone

Who doesn't kiss the devil.