Don’t come at me unless you shoot to kill.
Your words and wounds get to me still.
Never should have given you another chance.
I’d rather be solo in this painful dance.
You speak and I can’t handle it.
My resolve disappearing, hit after hit.
It was a mistake.
Everything you do to be nice is fake.
Drama surrounds you, but it’s what you make.
Trusting you and it made my heart break.
