Hey sweetie, I'm here with your heart
Tattooed on my fingers, I'm biting you
Because you threw salt into my wounds (I still remember)
It was December when you stole 10 points from me
Sweetie, I'll get my revenge
So you better warn me because I'm ready
For a perfect storm, a perfect storm

Honey, you took all my chips and burned them
I'm still recovering, but I'm ready
I think you'd better worry
Because I can tear you to pieces
In the same way you did to me (I remember)
But thanks for the pain, I'm winning the game
I'm winning the game (winning, winning)

Sweetie, I know you're scared
So it's better to stay double
Because I'm in my best state
And I will not have mercy, mercy
Sweetie, you better run if you're not sure
Because I'm ready for the second round

I still have bullet holes in my back
The wounds still burn, but only make me stronger
They still bleed, sweetie, they still bleeding
And all the alcohol I threw over
It only made me furious
I'm ready for you, I'm coming to you

Revenge
I'm still burning, I'm still burning
Revenge
I'll come to you, sweetie