By the end of this, you will beg me to let you fucking die My foot on your throat pushing down, for every fucking lie Your manipulation runs out here I will be every nightmare, you fucking fear Sweetie you must be out of luck You must have mistaken me for just another cock you could suck What's done is done, but I can't see past your mistakes But anger fogs my mind with hate And moments like this make me realize I'm better than this Moments like this remind me why I live and die No hope No love No hope No love No hope No love