Eighth Love

It was your mistake to mess with a Scorpio like me,

I've got none of the good qualities,

Only anger and jealousy!

My pincers and stinger are ready to strike,

I'm not afraid of you,

I'm ready for a fight.

It's your fault for messing with someone like me.

You've just offered yourself to beg on your knees

For mercy, something I'll never give,

So now you're lucky if I allow you to live.

Don't cry,

Don't scream,

Don't even beg.

Haven't you heard one thing I've said?

You took a girl's heart in the heat of it's prime

And ripped it out and stomped it on it,

Oh what a crime!

So it's your fault now,

For pulling the trigger.

You wanted something less,

I wanted something bigger.

But you didn't care,

You just went on ahead.

So it's a wonder, why you're wondering

why I want you dead!

I used to be forceful, powerful, and magnetic,

But now that you've broken my heart

You're going to dread it!

Every second,

Every minute,

Every hour of the day,

I'm scheming my payback, for you today.

You wonder why I'm like this?

You wonder what went wrong?

The day I let myself think

you cared for me all along!