Sweet talk to me so sweetly,
I almost believe you,
Inside you want to,
End my life.

Well does it make you,
My lovely enemy?
I love you, you hate me just...

Understand it was all in your hands,
And now it's killing you.
Have a taste of your own medicine,
Drink it up 'till your heart turns blue.

You say I'm sorry sweetie,
But I can't believe you,
Behind your smile,
You hide your twisted mind.

Well does it make you,
My lovely enemy?
I love you, you hate me just...

Understand it was all in your hands,
And now it's killing you.
Have a taste of your own medicine,
Drink it up 'till your heart turns blue.

Well does it make you,
My lovely enemy?
I love you, you hate me just.

Well does it make you,
My lovely enemy?
I love you, you hate me just.

Well does it make you,
My lovely enemy?
I love you, you hate me.

Understand it was all in your hands,
And now it's killing you.
Have a taste of your own medicine,
Drink it up 'till your heart turns blue.



Lyrics submitted by Dynamite Devil

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