You look upset
I see it in your eyes
I know it, I've felt it
You are so scared
Truly pathetic, can't even react
Have you been here
Have you felt true fear
What do you see in me now, knowing you can't have me anyhow
Have you been here
Poor you, reduced to tears
Imagine you meaning anything to me
You sound so stressed
Strain to keep your cool
You're washed-up, a fool
Your eyes fill to the brim
Your mind, play your life, so Grim
Ah, ah
Called Witchgender
I've never felt stronger
It's me, only me
Past trauma holds no standing
You look upset
You sound so stressed
So f*cking pathetic
This is love, and I'm proud of it
You look upset
This is love, and I'm proud of it
This is love, and I'm proud