Cold

i can take another bet,
she loves to fuck, i must confess.
everything is so abused,
the little things she puts me through.
i can't stand to be insane,
you little fuck you're so arranged
all the pain is nearly dead,
that's in my thoughts, and in your bed
i can't change well guess who, came to kill the love here.
every time you fuck guess who, came to kill the love here.