Christina Ulbrichen

Here is a story
Of a boy
You shouldn't feel sorry
He is just a toy

He fell for a girl
Gave her his shattered heart
Shattered from these endless furl
It's so deform from being torn so much apart

She promised to tread it with care
But she didn't
Because that would require the she'd be there
And you were always hidden

She lied to him the whole relationship
Over and over again
Adjusting him with a bullwhip 
But there is just a message

But now the anger is build up inside
He just want to see you cry
Make her feel bad so he can see it again
Right before she die

Hoping she is choking on every lie
That her dreams tormenting her every night
Til the end of days, til she die
He know it wrong, but it would make him feel right

He is picturing him
in front of her
with a knife and a grim
laugh to make her screams blur

And know you think "I've never heard this story"
"Do you tell this to feel a glory"
But no, and the only reason why
That I am him, and Christina is who I sacrifice