Take this ugly traitor and kill it, it makes me think I want what I never would. and if I do, It damns me to regret it. And if I don't, it cries so I won't forget it.
I lie like you: I'm a woman too.
So cut me open, cut it out, and kill that fink. It does me no good if it screws with what I think. Or open your eyes and come on, see my side, I swear I'm not as ugly as I seem.
