***ing *** (I Don't Need You)
Fucking Whore (I Don’t Need You)
I try not to dwell on that part of you;
the part that’s lying on the floor
(Crying, screaming)
Ripping my world in pieces
Pieces you pick up,
pieces you clean
As your tongue so sickly moves,
With every ounce of venom that you spew
Screaming, crying
Crying, screaming
Ripping my heart in two
The guts spill, blood never stops
(blood never stops to flow)
Your hands covered in a darkened red
You’ve got my blood on your hands now,
don’t you?
You’ve got my blood on your hands now,
fuck you.
‘Cause I don’t need you
I can steer my own fucking life
I spin around, but you tried to take me
I helped you out, but you tried to stop me
Now the secrets are out;
You’re a lying fucking whore
The look in your eyes tells me the truth
The lies you told a thousand times before
The apologies you try to make me believe?
They don’t stick with me any more
Because the secrets are out;
You’re a lying fucking whore
I’m turning around, now
I’m walking away
My head held high,
As you watch me leaving
There’s nothing you can do, nothing is left
‘Cause the secrets are out
(the secrets are out, you’re a whore)
You’re a lying, deceiving, sacrilegious fucking whore
[AN: Please comment and let me know what you think. Also, the layout of the poem is actually different, but I don't know how to make 'tab' spaces on Mibba... let me know if you have a way of doing that.- xoxo, Marie]
I try not to dwell on that part of you;
the part that’s lying on the floor
(Crying, screaming)
Ripping my world in pieces
Pieces you pick up,
pieces you clean
As your tongue so sickly moves,
With every ounce of venom that you spew
Screaming, crying
Crying, screaming
Ripping my heart in two
The guts spill, blood never stops
(blood never stops to flow)
Your hands covered in a darkened red
You’ve got my blood on your hands now,
don’t you?
You’ve got my blood on your hands now,
fuck you.
‘Cause I don’t need you
I can steer my own fucking life
I spin around, but you tried to take me
I helped you out, but you tried to stop me
Now the secrets are out;
You’re a lying fucking whore
The look in your eyes tells me the truth
The lies you told a thousand times before
The apologies you try to make me believe?
They don’t stick with me any more
Because the secrets are out;
You’re a lying fucking whore
I’m turning around, now
I’m walking away
My head held high,
As you watch me leaving
There’s nothing you can do, nothing is left
‘Cause the secrets are out
(the secrets are out, you’re a whore)
You’re a lying, deceiving, sacrilegious fucking whore
[AN: Please comment and let me know what you think. Also, the layout of the poem is actually different, but I don't know how to make 'tab' spaces on Mibba... let me know if you have a way of doing that.- xoxo, Marie]