Beautiful Liar

She’s taken a toll
On all the things that I know
We’re writing a passage
For our love wrapped in bows

She’s not like me
And she’s really not a saint
I’d take her on anyday
Without a complaint.

She’s got a heart so black
It makes ice look weak
I’d tear it to pieces
And shove it into next week

She’s cold and she’s pretty
But I see past her eyes
They’re blue and they’re icy
Like our love’s compromised.

I’d like to see you show her
All the things that I've seen
I want to see her crumble
Beneath our history.

Fuck her heart
I hope it gets trampled on now
I hope that she's satisfied
With how things turn out.