Nothing

It all comes down to nothing

Cause the issue is yourself

Stop all of this non-sense talking

Before I hurt myself

 

I'm weaker then I look

And you're not afraid to damage

It's not a fairy-tale book

And it's getting harder to manage

 

I turned into a witch

Because these walls have been built

Now why don't you go snitch

And have some sort of guilt

 

Now that you've broken down trust 

What's the next step?

It's all fun and games and lust

So just go show some pep

 

Any memory is now a haunt

So I guess you lose

Revenge is what my head wants

but I want nothing for you

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