stab me in the front

anne

You should have stabbed me in the front! 
I swear to go ill never trust you again!

I wont... I've told myself over and over
Then why am I smiling and waving?

no! I wont. I wont! 
Maybe we could still be friends...
no! you can't but- 
no buts you bitch 
he should have stabbed you in the front.

He should have left your heart broken;
not cheated and sold

But he's kind of still sweet-
bitch! he's an ass! and it was YOU he never told

good; punch him again...
Maybe help him up? 
no! he should have stabbed you in the front

smothering you, not quite it
he still has to represent a pile of sh-

no, now you can still be friends
he'll think it will be until the end

then you'll get him in the back
shiny silver knife in the back

if he see's it coming...
no-one will know