Your toxic lips kept reeling me in for more,
more kisses; more sinful actions; more of you.
Until the air was perfumed with your vain ways,
watch it all vanish before your pretty little eyes.
I wish I could say you're going to keep me coming back,
but you've lost all of me to your arrogance tones.
You're three different people cramped into one,
the arrogance pretender, the sweet liar, and the plain jerk.
For god sakes pick one or the other,
your three-faced personality is pushing me away.
Stop being so whiny about your hair falling down,
it's not like you're going to impress anyone, but yourself.
I hope you can feel my sarcasm clouding the air,
just like your cologne is taking away my breath.
You're going down and I'm not going to save you,
I'm just the one who believed your sugar coated lies.
Now, I'll be gone while you turn into Mr. Sweet Liar,
my favorite of all three personalities.
He thinks he can talk his way out of anything,
too bad this time I'm not ignorance as before.
Go back and try your another two personalities,
maybe you'll fool another girl until your three-sided personalities show.
I wish you knew the meaning of hypocritical thoughts,
then maybe you'd understand why compassion isn't in my vocabuarly.
You ask me for something you never gave in return,
so I'm asking for my heart back since you never gave yourself in return.
You were always so full of yourself and that damn mirror,
now you're losing the only person who actually cared.
I hope while you're on the ground begging for help,
someone kicks you down; just like you kicked me while I was down.
