This was going to be all well intentioned,
Tis the season after all.
But it's also the time when I remember
what happened to us both.
And when you see me you'll remember the story.
The plot strictly thickens with you.
My defiant heart remains quite ruthless.
It's preparing it's response for you.
So I sent you a charming introduction,
in the form of a seasonal card.
Explaining just what might happen,
If we should ever cross paths.
If we should ever cross paths.
The snow falling rushes back the memories.
More than our foot prints on the path.
You said you'd never want to miss me,
though now the opposite can arise,
because you know that...
If you ever see me coming,
you know it will be for revenge,
the lies spewing from your cannon,
aren't enough to save you again.
If you ever see me coming,
you know it will be for revenge,
the lies spewing from your cannon,
aren't enough to save you again.