// You wanna play dirty? / The rotten cheater that you are. / You have no self control, / And nobody knows how to stop you. / I don't know how to stop you. / You have no idea how hard it is to bury my face into a pillow when I scream at night. / You have no idea how good it feels when I rip open my skin to watch scabs form over time. / You just don't understand. / You can't make up your mind, and I'm not sure what you want. / You keep asking me to play the game you're in, / But you're the fucking game master. / What game are you fucking playing? / So, if you want to play dirty, / Go right ahead, / Just go find yourself a new player, / because I'm done. //
