Forgive Me

Maggot filled closet, I've been holding the past hostage for years now, I've almost forgot it.

It smells kind of rotten in there and i still havent bought a coffin, the body of Satan that robbed me of my youth is dead, dead, dead.

I used to be a hot topic when I bought all my clothes from Hot Topic, when the devil used to be my friend, but then he stole my soul, a pickpocket with a pocket watch that won't stop tick tocking until you're dead, dead, dead.

I can't get my best friends voice out of my head.

He says that I'm some kind of monster, he says I'm just like him.

He says if I love him, I could be the queen of the world.

He said he would be my sweetheart, I'd be his girl.

So please forgive me for killing my future husband.

He seemed to be a little bit suspect.

The body of Satan that robbed me of my youth is dead, dead, dead.