I love a ruthless Bitch so what
She was my type of
Jealous, Spoiled, Envious
Of
Other women
Type of charming Bitch
I love that about
Sin
I can\'t live without
Her
Infectious grin
She is always the main course
She coast a lot to divorce
I drop her in a tiny hole
I knew she was the type of person
That was cold
I knew the rain flooded the hole
I knew the rain would make
Sin
Mold
She had trapped me like prey
In I couldn\'t escape
Her heavy
Hold on me
So I came crawling back to
Her
On my knees
Please
Sin
Let me breath again
I tore away the damp dirt that covered
Her
I stuck my arm down a small shaft
It hurt my back
My pride had elapsed
I was reaching for love
To come back
I can\'t understand
Why I want her back so bad
I understand her secret was to make me
Mad at her
She wanted me to play
Cupid
A tall dark match maker
For all stupid
People
That cry when there
Hurt
We can\'t find the right love
So we abuse
The ones we hurt
Sin
Is a big whore
That\'s always on the go
Looking for people you know
That don\'t know what love is
I remember what she did to me
She said I love you
I said I love you more
Then I did
After I divorced
Her
In my mind I did
I scored big
Sin
Will never control my mind
Again
I said that to fast
I lost my wind
There is nothing left
Sin is the type
Of
Bitch
You can never forget
Never let her know she won by
Default
She won
Yeah
That\'s my fault
I
Sinned