Holding my hand below the covers
Just so they can't see
Not like other girls at sleepovers
barely breathing when you look at me
I risked everything to love you
my voice, like fire, always catching
you never said "I love you"
just when they were watching
Our first kiss was in front of a crowd
My life was at stake,
I needed to hide it
You always needed to be so loud
but during my heartbreak
it was your turn to hide it
I tried to go gentle
but you wanted to wrestle
I left you on read
so you wanted me dead
and left me with strings of slurs
morbidly ironic, because they were also yours
I'm sure you had shoulders to cry on
I had it worse, but I had none
People tell me that you hurt them, too
typical of you, because you probably saw it as fun
If only you knew that it hurt like a gun
I found someone knew
they hated you, too
she finds me beautiful
something I never heard from you
Goodbye forever,
bittersweet foe
Or should I call you what you called me?
A cunt or a hoe?
