She'll play with your heart
As she's ripping it apart
She'll hurt you from the start
She admires pain as an art

You won't realize till it's too late
She'll fill your head with hate
Of your death she'll set a date
and for that day you will wait

She'll mess with your mind
Of her wickedness you are blind
Independence is what you can't find
Her loyalty has been undermined

I'm telling you this so you can run away
Far from her you should stay
Out of her love you'll find a way
remember everything will be okay

Without your pain she'll be left sore
Of her darkness take no more
She'll be left rotting to the core
go ahead and run …

for she's a LovelyLittleWhore