This is the story of a girl
The story of her world
In which she lived all by herself

Until she met a boy
Who gave her all his love
But she broke his heart and now she lives in hell

And some might think it’s sad
They might even feel bad
But they don’t know the truth and they never will

Don’t tell them you had class
At least I’ll admit that
Thought I had burned all your things
But there’s still a knife in my back

Pretty and popular
With your binoculars
You seek your targets with lethal precision

You try to take me out
My dear what’s that about
This doesn’t seem like the actions of a christian

I should have listened to your sister when she told me to run
‘Cause watching crashes from the back seat is never as much fun
And it’s so sad to watch you lower your standards

And maybe someday
I’ll get over you
And I won’t have to write these mean songs to get me through

But until that day comes
Just let me have my fun
Remember me for who I was and not who I become

If this is really how it ends then don’t you cry
You know I thought I taught you better, better than that
If he’s the best you’ve ever had, then what am I
I guess you never thought I’d make it out alive

I’d like to say I’ll stay the night, just like I used to
But this time I fear for my life

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And so began the war
To settle all the scores
She had with the boy she once called her own

But little did she know
The way the story goes
The two of them were born just to die alone

Shots fired in every direction
You fight to prove that you’re worth my attention
Well now you’ve got it babe, is this what you wanted
‘Cause this house isn’t worth as much if it’s haunted

You should have listened to your friends when they said you would lose
‘Cause burning bridges when you’re on them is never a smart move
And you’re so mad that I won’t come crawling back anymore
No, I’ve learned from that

And maybe someday you won’t be so alone
You’ll find a man who’s just as broken to call your own
But until that day comes, just let me have my fun
And don’t forget who loved you first before you came undone

If this is really how it ends then don’t you cry
You know I thought I taught you better, better than that
If he’s the best you’ve ever had, then what am I
I guess you never thought I’d make it out alive

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And when you tell them your twisted version of the truth
Remember without me there wouldn’t be a you
He’s the hunter and you are the prey
You’re just another American tragedy