Nessa Barrettpretty poison

I could tell the real story, but I know you wouldn't listen
I try to tell it many times, but you always go and twist it, yeah
nearly every morning that I cry
waking up to words, they're throwing knives, mmm
swear I'm looking in the mirror, but I'm seeing someone different
looking at you lick your lips, you think you know me
making faces at me while you paint mine for me
say my name, say my name like you know it's holy
everybody wants a taste
but the truth is hard to chase
pretty poison in my mind and in my veins (mmm)
If my name is in your throat
your words are dead, I hope you choke
but in the end, I hope you know, I hope you know
I'm in your veins like pretty poison
you think you're kissing on my scars while you rip 'em wide open
you sugarcoat your sharp teeth while you're praying on me broken
you couldn't hate me more than I hate myself
add it to my wrist, I can go to hell
If you think you want me dead, go ahead, here's a token
everybody wants a taste
but the truth is hard to chase
pretty poison in my mind and in my veins
If my name is in your throat
your words are dead, I hope you choke
but in the end, I hope you know, I hope you know
I'm in your veins like pretty poison
I'm in your veins like pretty poison
I'm in your veins like pretty poison