Following the Noughties

You’d better bite your tongue
'Cause no one even knows
What you do behind closed doors
Well look at you now
I’ll rip you apart until you have nothing left
I’ll give you reasons to hate me
So watch your fucking mouth
'Cause your words are meaningless
When did I get out of your head?
Did my name come up, while you’re lying in his bed
Did my name come up when he made you shout?
You never cared for me, I’ve got you figured out
Where have you been?
Where does this end?
You’ll never get me out of your head
I’ll make you regret everything you said, you bitch.
Now I see what this meant to me
I will never be the same