For the amount of times you've tried to
To the faces that you will lie to
I am gonna make a statement and you would better hear me good.
As much as you want me dead
I'd like to say the same to you
But no It doesn't work that way
Sorry Hun but your just bad news
and according to the bible theres only the gospel and thats the bringer of good
Apparently thats not you and if your my devil, your my yellow sky
your my tornado
Your eventually going to die.
Nobody will care nobody will cry.
But the thing is you try to take me alive
You take your opportunities to make my life hell
But unfortunately for you, that's a faulty spell
You fail all the time
And it's bringing you down head first, sorry baby,
Just let go of me.
I don't want to but I'll cut you up from head to toe
Scars do show you know
And for you there'll be too many to count.
Give up your cause and die
i told you I tried
I told you I cried
I told you it right before you died.
Should have listened.