
I was here before you and I’m here now that you’re gone.
If you think I miss you, bitch, you’ve never been more wrong.
I can wield my freedom like a psycho with a knife and
I would’ve slashed my wrists by now had you become my wife.
Bitch
You thought that you had me like a kid with a new toy
But I couldn’t leave my mind around for you to destroy.
Now your plans are crumbled; you’re brainchild’s been smashed
Reality’s been set ablaze and dreams reduced to ash.
Bitch