I was Mary and you were the lamb
Freind forever, we would go everywhere
But turns out my little lamb wasn't a lamb at all, a wolf in sheep clothing, the King of the ball
I confronted you and said screw you
you didn't care about me, what a pity, what a shame, looks who is now the King of disgrace.
my lamb, my sheep, turned out to be someone cheap.
I gave you a second chance and took you to the dance.
but a wolf in sheep clothing never learns
I should have known you never loved me.
so my sheep, my lamb, tell me who do you think I am?
a woman so naive to believe your pretty lies?
I think its time you should say goodbye