Lyrics

Her name I dare not speak
For I may fall to pieces
How I love her so
I could not see with my heart
Through my own sorrow

I traded love for rage
Sweet revenge
She's lean and mean
And she always wins

If kiilin is your idea of winnin

You can't change the past
So You flirt with revenge
You will run out of bullets
But the pain never ends

If killin is your idea of winnin