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Tell me your name.
Clearly, it's not the same as when this started.
Tell me your game.
Is it snap?
Strike when my back's turned.
How quickly love changes good people into something heinous.
It's diabolical.
Show me your shame.
Must be nice to hide away.
Show me your blame; what, something you've just learned to tame?
But i won't hate you.
(underneath your clean, white sheets, my wrists are bleeding.)
Your hatred, contagious; you own it, go on and take it.
It's diabolical.
I will hear and see no evil; i will be and breed no evil.
Must be real nice to be the only one who matters in this picture.
You told me to stay, grown woman.
But i'm through feeling sorry just for being.
I'm through feeling sorry just for breathing, but i won't hate you
