Tattered

your stories are becoming stale you need to choose a new ship to sail because im running from my spot on your sidelines and im learning to read between the lines your lies are becoming thick there is no room for truth-you're sick! you cause a pain for which there is no relief you took my sensitivity and fled like a thief don't call me a victim, cause that I will never be i refuse to let you pull your scam on me now im a tough chick, you must admit it's not easy to be alone, here and just sit i no longer have any regrets who will come out on top? i'll start taking bets round 1 is over, believe me now snitch? who now feels like a salem's witch? i really hope you learned your lesson and all i'd sure hate to see you fall never thought i'd be this strong guess u did get me all wrong