It makes me sick just to think of the way you waited until I was away
Then you came and took what you wanted, didn't matter much to you
I can't believe what you put me through
You drove your knife through my back
Betraying all that we had
You dragged me screaming through hell
How do you live with yourself?
So are you happy? Are you proud of the damage that you've done?
I guess you have so many friends you don't mind losing one
They say we all pay the price for the things we do
And she's no better than you
You drove your knife through my back
Betraying all that we had
You dragged me screaming through hell
How do you live with yourself?
