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.