Violent

Don't make me get violent

I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond

You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet

I don't really feel like fighting

Don't make me get violent

I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond

You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet

I don't really feel like fighting

Don't make me runaway out the back door

I want my clothes back

You say you miss me, so then I drive back to you

I drive back to you

Petals off of flowers, did you ever really love me?

Now my nose is filled with powder

And I think that she's still lovely, oh no

She knows I'm a wreck

I gave you all my trust, and I told you, "Just don't break it"

I promise that I'll clean up and maybe we can make it

But no, I think, we're both a mess

Don't make me runaway out the back door

I want my clothes back

You say you miss me, so then I drive back to you

I drive back to you

Don't make me get violent

I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond

You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet

I don't really feel like fighting

Don't make me get violent

I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond

You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet

I don't really feel like fighting