I’m the kind of girl who will tell you anything I need to, to make you love me. I’ll figure out exactly what your weakness is and i’ll prey on it until you think there couldn’t be anyone more perfect for you. I’ll crawl inside your head and take up residence and grow a tumour in your brain that you can’t cure. I’ll spread through your lungs until you can’t breathe without me. I’ll make you fall but I won’t catch you, and once i’m sure i’ve got you in my clutches, i’ll get bored and walk away without a second thought. And I hate that I do this but I can’t help it, i’m like a parasite, I can’t live without you. And despite what anyone will warn you, you won’t listen because nobody could be as surreal as I am to you, that pretty face could never mean any harm. I’ll hold a gun to your head with a look of sweet innocence and you will believe butter could not melt in my mouth. But I will leave eventually, I always do. I might leave a hook in your heart though and drag you along for a while afterward, continuing to give you false hope because I can’t bear to think you’d ever have anyone else but me. I’ll rub salt in your wounds and make you think it’s the most beautiful feeling. I can’t warn you away because i’m selfish and I want you to want me, but don’t be fooled, that radiant smile is masking a cold heart.