Hit Me

You don’t wanna know

But you’ll always be

His girl

When you hit her

And it felt like a kiss

Was it pure bliss?

Because you didn’t hit him

So baby, you don’t win

BPD riddled in me

Fuckin’ around

With every boy in town

Pump me full of drugs

I can see the light in

Heaven

Even though I’ve

Surrounded myself with mugs

Throwin’ up the nourishment

The torment of your punishment

He loves you

Wrote a song about you

In capital letters

The way he does