there is dischord in the garden tonight

the day you said you weren't a bitch anymore was the day i realized that you would always be one in the worst sense of the word.

everything's a scandal.
get out the flashbulbs, they'res about to be a photo op.

you're an addict for dramatics, i'm your favourite pharmacist....

and every other cliche you need.

i can't stand your pretentious, self-centred orbit.

here's the headlines, in fresh black ink:

your personality is shallow and cheap.

no one likes you because you think you matter most.

i will not forget what you said to me.

you can just go fuck yourself.

though i undercut your pathetic soul, you deserve it.

i just want to sell you out. get you back for all the terrible things you said.

you are a bitch.

you are a bitch.

you are a b.i.t.c.h.

that will never change.

you are no better than anyone else.

you are not incredibly talented at everything you do.

you are not the most beautiful girl in the world.

you are not special.

you are not different.

you are a bitch.

now and forever.

and youre the only person that doesnt seem to know it yet.