When you feign to give, a girl your heart
It tends to leave a mark
And on your soul, this mark will stay
It’ll never go away
Used, unloved, before their lovers
You leave the souls of bodies countless
Using them to quench your thirst
You don’t deserve to be the first
You’ll never find a spotless love
Tainting every spotless dove
It’ll all come back to you someday
This trail of prey you led astray
And when it does, what can I say?
It is a sorry price to pay.