Villain

I could be the villain in your

Little book of break-ups

So spinnerule but even now

I could be your page in your

Little book of break-ups

I'm never letting go.

I'd tear into myself again.

(Myself, myself)

My skin rips like paper.

I'll never touch myself again.

(Myself, myself)

Your heart breaks like glass.

I should have been the hero in your

Little book of make-ups

But that anyone should say to you

I should have been the figure in your

Little book of make-ups

Your heart breaks like glass

Still I find a way

To fight the brilliance of your inside in this lifetime

I won't regret

I won't regret it.