There once was this girl, she did catch my eye Her eyes a tornado; a storm in the sky Her hair long and white, she didn't even try The beauty, the lie; an endless supply What could go wrong What could go wrong When you took my hands, we made our demands By your side I'll stand, 'till our last drop of sand The blood on your hands will scream through my rage Why am I willing to still turn the page With you "Um, hey" 'Hey" "So, um, are you gunna be my girl" "Mmhm" 'Really?" "Yeah, I love you" "I love you too" "We will be together forever" Let's go to this party, you'll meet all my friends From work and from school, the list never ends (slut) The ones you call friends had a story to tell That you're a slutty fucking mess out of hell What could go wrong What could go wrong When you took my hands, we made our demands By your side I'll stand, 'till our last drop of sand The blood on your hands will scream through my rage Why am I willing to still turn the page With you "Uh, hello" "Oh shit, he's home" "Who's here, honey? Why is there a bike out front" "Shit. I'm screwed. I can explain" "Oh, fuck me. I can't believe you! After all we've been through!? He rides a fucking bicycle" "It's... Babe, I'm so sorry" "No, you're just sorry I found out. Fuck" "Please forgive me! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" "No. Fuck this. Fuck you. We're done. Get the fuck out" You're a whore You're a whore You're a whore You're a whore I gave you my heart to hold for safekeeping Now I'll slit your throats while you're both still sleeping I'll paint these walls red while your lips turn to blue While you burn in hell, you'll find something to screw When you took my hands, we made our demands By your side I'll stand, 'till our last drop of sand The blood on your hands will scream through my rage Why am I willing to still turn the page