I really, really hate you,
we both know that it's the truth...

Everything i thought i knew
is wrong...

Scared, alone broken, confused
hurt, beaten, lost, used...

I forgot what its like to cry
and having someone care...

Shes been hurt so much
her heart feels no pain...

How would you know?
why would you care...

We are standing too close
i can feel your breath on my face...

Dont talk about what we had
itll only make me cry...

I dont remember getting the gun
or loading it with the bullet...

As the blood falls down slow
it stains the cold, white, winter snow...

Im a little vixen
i play games with guys hearts...

You dont know me but you think you do!
you think you can tell what im insde by what i...