the punisher

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I'm walking around in your sweater.

I'm listening to the playlist you sent me.

I look at pictures where you still look like you love me just to feel something again.

Allegedly there's a new girl, and unfortunately, I know everything.

Her name, her sisters, and what she made you for dinner. God, I hate the internet.

Shouldn't be creeping your life, but darling, don't tempt me with a good time. You can call me the punisher.

How I'm tearing my heart from my chest.

Start to picture you under her. How you look when she's kissing your neck.

I'm hurting my feelings.

I'm twisting the knife, and I stare at the ceiling, thinking how low can I go.

You can call me the punisher. Baby, call me the punisher.

It's a sick twisted ritual.

It's a casual drive-by on a weeknight, and her car is outside.

I guess it's almost habitual, this addiction to miserable, looking at her and her nice blue eyes. Oh, darling, don't tempt me with a good time.

You can call me the punisher. How I'm tearing my heart from my chest.

Start to picture you under her. How you look when she's kissing your neck.

I'm hurting my feelings.

I'm twisting the knife, and I stare at the ceiling, thinking how low can I go. You can call me the punisher.

Baby, call me the punisher.

I'm swinging left, right, left, right, hitting myself like right where it hurts.

I'm swinging left, right, all night thinking about you, me, and her.

You can call me the punisher. How I'm tearing my heart from my chest.

I start to picture you under her.

How you look when she's kissing your neck. I'm hurting my feelings.

I'm twisting the knife, and I stare at the ceiling, thinking how low can I go.

You can call me the punisher. Baby, call me the punisher.

You can call me the punisher. You can call me the punisher.

Baby, call me the punisher.