You're pretty and treacherous
oh sweetie, and you played it well on me, didn't u?
Tell me what I can do to calm down my sorrows
you hurt my heart and I'm dying of pain
good bye, it's my sentence
I'll never forget you, and in this sea of tears
who would have imagined you could betray
the one who loved you so much
You're pretty and treacherous, oh, how could I be deceived?
this heart of mine is stubborn and falls in love without telling me in advance
You're pretty and treacherous and I'm going to miss you even if I don't want to
the last straw is that you got me used to your disdain
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.