'Cause when you're fifteen

and someone tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.

I love how NOW i know what i want,
because I can't have it.
He's deffinatly moving on,
and I want to rip her limb from limb.
I guess what is my problem.
i chase what i want,
and when i get it,
its no longer of intrest to me.
but I don't know,
even after I lost interest,
I didn't.
I still pined,
I still felt jealousy.
I want to rip her apart,
I want to fucking destroy her.
I never lose, EVER.
I don't know who the fuck she thinks she is,
but she's blown the war horn,
and she will be dead before the week is out,
if he chooses her,
you can count on it.