Youre not the antichrist but worse Youre not a blessing, just a curse I broke your heart but you broke mine a million times Please let us stop committing crimes
I love you more than you deserve And this is getting on my nerve I dont know why I have to live my life the way I do Someday Ill give it back to you
Theres always room for improvement Cold days without any movement I dont wanna be stalking Its just my inner child talking Always room for improvement
Flattery wont turn me into your servant Bring me up to speed baby, its urgent I wanna score big But you keep chasing nickels and dimes Please let us stop committing crimes
Im drowning and you are describing the water I hope that this b.s. aint just a starter Your illegal amount of beauty drives me insane Dont mess with my tolerance of pain
When you say improvement youre really pushing the term And if you try to kill me Im gonna die with my middlefinger up in the air