Scarlet is my angry heart that hangs around your neck.
Your songs and rhymes and lyrics are starting to impress me less.
Call me a hater, darling, I'll kick you to the curb.
The words you're saying are bullshit.
The life you lead; obsurd.
Stop lying to yourself, you know that everything was true.
I did not crush my fist to pavement just to see you sit and chew
On my bones and tendons and arteries,
Your thoughts are misconsued.
Stop speaking words of false wisdom and scrape me from your shoe.
I do not give any shits if you slam me down or not.
Your songs are rotten lyrics that are rude and boiling hot.
I hate that you are so mean and stab your fingers into my veins.
I will not just sit here and watch you carve hatred into me.
Leave me alone, forever alone, and do not ever come back my way.
You are but a smudge on my spectacles.
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