You Didn't Like Me Then (You Won't Like Me Now)

Lyrics for You Didn't Like Me Then (You Won't Like Me Now)

"Hi, Discordants! A big thank you to everyone who signed up in the Last six months to the Gloomtreon Just remember, knifing a Baphicho soldier never really hurts anyone!" Darling, I, I, I got a death kink Or a death wish, I can't tell which When you fucks drop, I get off Molotov Queen, got a tongue like a guillotine (Aim low, swing high) No, I'm not your favorite, no, I'm not your type I'm hated by the high and loved by the low I bet you hate that I love my throne 'Cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go And they don't bother me now, bother me now 'Cause I know I will never ever cleanse my soul And why would I? (Why would I?) Been kicked down, but I'm getting up You can keep goin', you know I like it rough The more pain you give, the more I want You only win, darling, when I give up like fire I'm defiant, I ain't giving in No, the blades you hold can't break my skin Can't crack this gold heart of mine The fire you burn won't burn as bright And I'd peel my skin away to show you how I'm made You wouldn't get it anyway, aversion's your forte You want me dead and that's okay 'Cause I'm a far cry from your ways Just know I feel the same About you, 'cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go And they don't bother me now, bother me now And I know I will never ever cleanse my soul And why would I, why would I? You didn't like me then, you won't like me now I've got a swing that you can't break You'll back away for your own sake Darling, I'm your star like the body on a murder scene I'm a raging fire fit for a Queen You didn't like me then, how you like me now? Blithely kicking in your fuckin' head 'Cause I sleep among the dead, in bloody sheets 'Cause I like to wear my enemies, feel me? Dressed to kill, I look my best Putting holes in your fucking neck 'Cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go Yeah, they're pilin' up, hey, they're pilin' up, hey And I will never ever cleanse my soul Won't cleanse my soul I drag bodies behind me where I go And I'll never, ever cleanse my soul Back away slowly, I know you won't try me I'm a raging fire fit for a Queen With a death kink, or a death wish, I can't tell which Molotov Queen, tongue like a guillotine I'd be happy to set you alight Set you alight