Don't tell me that you love me
Don't say whatever's fake

Don't make stupid promises
That you know will break

Don't say what you think will protect me
You don't get that right to make

Don't lie to me right in my face
Because you know that I will race
To the finish line to find out
The truth and the glory
Of your beloved grave.

Be careful not to tread
In my path of isolation

Don't break the peace around it,
Or it'll be you're face that I will break.

Don't give me empty threats
I just know that your a fake

Come on you sick twat,
Stop thinking that you're Drake.

You ain't no damn Queen
Or glorious throned King
That thinks their
All powerful and great

You are not my knight in shining armour
Try a failure as a role model

Don't feed me lies
Because in the end
I warn you
I will break
Break more than I should've
If you just told me the truth.

And when I break
I swear
I won't let your soul
Breathe any light

Now that this torturous abyss
Is coming to an end

I hope you realise
I'm not what you can mend.

Because I throw more shade
Than the willow tree
Growing on your
Dead, fucking grave.

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A/N
I'm ending this soon.