I tried to grace you patience, I tried to hope you'd change
but now you're worse than ever, I'm just a pawn in your game
you were once my love, my calm amongst a storm
but I never could be good enough, you wanted me to conform
I tried so hard to do the right thing, not like you to conspire
so I'll light you up here and leave, match over, fire fought with fire
once you ring that bell to fight, know it can't be unrung
I could kill a pack of werewolves with the silver from your tongue
more poison than a snake has venom, more venom than a symbiote
you'll only cleanse with holy water to wash away the lies you spoke
building yourself up but feigning that you're down
when everything went your way at first, my daughter's barely around
you told me that you hated all that you went through as a child
then you turn around and do the same, a dog eating it's own bile
holding all the cards and playing you're the victim
thinking that you're clever and you can play the system
your craziness your downfall, sewing your own seeds of destruction
and now those seeds have grown, a trojan horse of your own construction
and worst of all you dragged my daughter into all this ridiculous drama
what mother does that shit to their kid? you deserve every bit of karma
and so i learned from the mistake of you, and I grew to be better
don't take it as a compliment, you're still my scarlet letter
and though our past flame was once ablaze, it's dead as ashes in an urn
even though I hate Taylor Swift, you are my picture to burn
so you think that you're somebody because you married someone with money
and with your lies disguised a way to take the one most precious to me
well guess what? trash is still trash no matter how much money is in your hand
you selfish hag, it will never be enough , don't you understand?
I may not have money or a high IQ, but I have character and wit
I'd outclass you at words any day, you wouldn't have a cent
you think you're so smart because of you're degree
but what good is that with no fucking sense, you got nothing next to me
I can pick out your flaws from a mile away, even though I cannot see,
if you're personality was candy then I'd be here on a killing Spree
yeah I should be more mature about it, sure, but let's be honest
when I think about all you've put me through, raw feelings I still harness
and while I have no mic to drop, before I walk away
I'll just drop my pen, since I lit you up and leave on this fine fucking day
and even though dealing with you will be rough, and this road is long and hard
a bottle of laxative wouldn't make me give a shit if you go down in flames,
I'm out, insincerest regards
ns 18.68.41.141da2
