She\'s edging back slowly but sure
My heart attack my world tour
For what we lack there is no cure
My heart will heal alone
She reeled me in her love declared
An instant win my soul was bared
Under that skin she\'s multi layered
True colours never shown
Her inbox showed how much she lied
Emotions butchered chopped and fried
As I walked out was she who cried
Into her microphone
Somehow this all became my fault
My open wounds her bag of salt
She opened up my feelings vault
To see what she could own
So please go back to where you\'ve been
I can\'t unsee the things I\'ve seen
A self appointed filter queen
Let\'s simps construct her throne