Scorned (Izzy's Revenge)
I met a blue eyed monster swimming the seas
The way you looked at him was never how you saw me
You were reckless, I was your right hand man
The time we had together, all our wicked plans
You were good, you were bad, you were good at being bad
Don't you dare tell him that he's the most fun you'll ever have
Guess I'm just a
Scorned lover, undercover, gonna tell you a tale
About a man I knew and how he burnt my sails
And I don't know how he did it, but he did it so well
Come on, come on, come back into our pits of hell
Come on, come on, promise you I will never tell
And if you don't kill him, I'll do it first
Anything for you to get you back from this curse
'Cause you're a dark man, bad man, the right man for me
You make people pay, make them forget how to believe
And I'm good and I'm bad and I'm good at being bad
Once he's out of the picture, think of all the fun that we can have
I'm just a
Scorned lover, undercover, gonna tell you a tale
About a man I knew and how he burnt my sails
And I don't know how he did it, but he did it so well
Come on, come on, come back into our pits of hell
Come on, come on, promise you I will never tell
You are not who I
You are not who I
You are not who I recall
You're just a
Scorned lover, undercover, gonna tell me a tale
There's the man I know, there's the wind in my sails
And I don't know how you do it, but you do it so well
Hello, hello, welcome back to our pits of hell
He's wrong, you know, you will never wear fine things well
The way you looked at him was never how you saw me
You were reckless, I was your right hand man
The time we had together, all our wicked plans
You were good, you were bad, you were good at being bad
Don't you dare tell him that he's the most fun you'll ever have
Guess I'm just a
Scorned lover, undercover, gonna tell you a tale
About a man I knew and how he burnt my sails
And I don't know how he did it, but he did it so well
Come on, come on, come back into our pits of hell
Come on, come on, promise you I will never tell
And if you don't kill him, I'll do it first
Anything for you to get you back from this curse
'Cause you're a dark man, bad man, the right man for me
You make people pay, make them forget how to believe
And I'm good and I'm bad and I'm good at being bad
Once he's out of the picture, think of all the fun that we can have
I'm just a
Scorned lover, undercover, gonna tell you a tale
About a man I knew and how he burnt my sails
And I don't know how he did it, but he did it so well
Come on, come on, come back into our pits of hell
Come on, come on, promise you I will never tell
You are not who I
You are not who I
You are not who I recall
You're just a
Scorned lover, undercover, gonna tell me a tale
There's the man I know, there's the wind in my sails
And I don't know how you do it, but you do it so well
Hello, hello, welcome back to our pits of hell
He's wrong, you know, you will never wear fine things well
Credits
Writer(s): Finn O'sullivan
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