Death to Valentines

A thousand reasons to walk away

A thousand reasons to say no

And yet I'm still wrapped up in you

They say they told me so

And now I'm in this hour glass

Of hate, pain, and shame.

And here I sit alone,

With only myself to blame.

Of course you had yor part as well;

The ripping of my soul,

But let me remind you,

Revenge is my true goal.

So goodbye for now, my love

And take good care.

For when I see you next time,

There will be no time to spare