She's got a target painted on her back and keeps a list of the qualities a good girl lacks.
She bites her lip and tips her bottle, I take a drink cause the truth is hard to swallow.
I live a lifestyle full of first impressions. She's got her hands full of unhealthy obsessions.
She bites my lip, I'm sure to follow. We take a drink to the guilty and the hollow.
Her heart beats red wine, My toxic valentine
She lays her halo on her pillow that used to be mine.