Don’t believe her when she says she’s sorry, boy Don’t you listen to the things she says She will hurt you any time she gets bored Wind you up and treat you like a kid’s toy
Though her eyes are blue, her heart’s as black as night Even if she’s wrong, she claims she’s always right Don’t give in to any of her schemes She always makes them brighter than they seem
Boys’ll think that she’s so fine But her heart’s as cold as wine As wine As wine
When her tears are so impressive She uses them to get the best Of you Of you
Curses things that other girls just wish they had Praises all the things that are all so bad Leave her now and hurt her with your exit plan Hell will take care of this girl when it’s her time
Hell will take care of this girl when it’s her time Hell will take care of this girl when it’s her time