violent (nightcore version)

Don't make me get violent I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet I don't really feel like fighting Don't make me get violent I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet I don't really feel like fighting Don't make me runaway out the back door I want my clothes back You say you miss me, so then I drive back to you I drive back to you Petals off of flowers, did you ever really love me? Now my nose is filled with powder And I think that she's still lovely, oh no She knows I'm a wreck I gave you all my trust, and I told you, "Just don't break it" I promise that I'll clean up and maybe we can make it But no, I think, we're both a mess Don't make me runaway out the back door I want my clothes back You say you miss me, so then I drive back to you I drive back to you Don't make me get violent I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet I don't really feel like fighting Don't make me get violent I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet I don't really feel like fighting