Vicious Mockery
I see the way your crystal eyes stop and stare at me
Don't make me play my favorite card, Vicious Mockery
I'll fly up into the sky and fire arrows through your heart
Don't get smart, this is clearly what you wanted from the start
Don't call me Honeybunch, don't call me your twin flame
With all the shit you put me through, we'll never be the same
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
Just like a precious moth, it's drawn close to the flame
The wings begin to burn and then you're tied down to its chain
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
Sleight of hand won't work on me, I've done this dance before
Every time you swing, you miss, but who is keeping score
I'm not afraid to charm you, my friend
Look inside my crystal ball, by nightfall
Turns out karma can't resist you after all
Don't call me Honeybunch, don't call me your twin flame
With all the shit you put me through, we'll never be the same
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
Just like a precious moth, it's drawn close to the flame
The wings begin to burn and then you're tied down to its chain
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
And I won't fall for another one of your cantrips
Every time I do, it always ends with regret
Advantage on my side, it's as cold as ice
Haven't you heard? It's your turn to burn
I guess pretty boys never learn
Don't call me Honeybunch, don't call me your twin flame
With all the shit you put me through, we'll never be the same
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
Just like a precious moth, it's drawn close to the flame
The wings begin to burn and then you're tied down to its chain
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
Don't make me play my favorite card, Vicious Mockery
I'll fly up into the sky and fire arrows through your heart
Don't get smart, this is clearly what you wanted from the start
Don't call me Honeybunch, don't call me your twin flame
With all the shit you put me through, we'll never be the same
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
Just like a precious moth, it's drawn close to the flame
The wings begin to burn and then you're tied down to its chain
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
Sleight of hand won't work on me, I've done this dance before
Every time you swing, you miss, but who is keeping score
I'm not afraid to charm you, my friend
Look inside my crystal ball, by nightfall
Turns out karma can't resist you after all
Don't call me Honeybunch, don't call me your twin flame
With all the shit you put me through, we'll never be the same
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
Just like a precious moth, it's drawn close to the flame
The wings begin to burn and then you're tied down to its chain
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
And I won't fall for another one of your cantrips
Every time I do, it always ends with regret
Advantage on my side, it's as cold as ice
Haven't you heard? It's your turn to burn
I guess pretty boys never learn
Don't call me Honeybunch, don't call me your twin flame
With all the shit you put me through, we'll never be the same
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
Just like a precious moth, it's drawn close to the flame
The wings begin to burn and then you're tied down to its chain
You're picking up the pieces, and I'm rolling the dice
I'm not playing nice
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
It's okay to forgive, but I'll never forget
Ready, aim, fire, it's a critical hit
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Writer(s): Hannah Stevens
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