Blackmail

Pick me apart by the start of the week and
I’m staying in for the weekend
'Cause you’re stepping outta line
I’m feeling tired and weakened
But for now, this empty bed feels fine
It’s like on your command, I’ll make myself a mess
With a snap of your fingers, I’m snapping my neck
In the hopes it’ll render me dead or upset
But the joke’s on you, 'cause
You’re a terrible detective
You don’t have a clue
Revenge is the only thing that’s sweeter than you.
So I hope you’re bulletproof
'Cause i’m taking shots at you
My scars all tell stories about you
And you’ll write another chapter when I see you again
You’re just a liar who just craves to be admired, but you know:
I’ve got dirt on you
And I’m just a writer who’s just super uninspired, but you know:
I’ll still destroy you
So constantly dress yourself in grayscale (just to see how I feel)
This is me, cutting myself wide open
And you should be cautious, acknowledge your mess
Because an angry boy’s conscience is silent at best
You found your way to my head from my chest
I didn’t invite you in, but since you’re here, please excuse the mess
You’re just a liar who just craves to be admired, but you know:
I’ve got dirt on you
And I’m just a writer who’s just super uninspired, but you know:
I’ll still destroy you
So tell me, so tell me
In what key does your heart beat?
And I’ll try to harmonize
(When these words beat you down)
If you’re the death of me, then I died at sixteen
If you’re the death of me, then I died at sixteen
You’re just a liar who just craves to be admired, but you know:
I’ve got dirt on you
And I’m just a writer who’s just super fucking tired, but you know:
I’ll still destroy you