Anna Madsen

Everybody knows my secrets. Scarlet Letter out now.

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Scarlet LEtter

Let's talk about all the things you did. Like a married man asking for a kiss. You're a sickly heart with the real letter of shame, never going to change. Wearing a black gown instead of my white dress. I still get stains, cause I'm cleaning my own mess. I can't believe I'm still spitting out teeth, cause you get off to watching me bleed. You'll never look at me that way again. You'll never touch me that way again. I have a letter that's Scarlet, on the back of my head. It doesn't really act like a bulls-eye, it keeps everyone away instead. Talk real nice, and spew out lies. Blame me for your appetite. You can run, but this time you can't hide. You took everything away from me, your fingertips are at the scene. Now I'm what's left of your dirty deeds. I'm going to watch you burn. I have a letter that's Scarlet, on the back of my head. It doesn't really act like a bulls-eye, it keeps everyone away instead. I have one too many sins, I can't, I can't, seem to win. I have a letter that's Scarlet, on the back of my head. I am not a lucky girl. I am your voodoo doll. I am not a lucky girl. I am your voodoo, voodoo. I am not a lucky girl. I am your voodoo doll. I am not a lucky girl. You have a letter that's Scarlet, on the back of your head. It doesn't really act like a bullseye, it keeps everyone away instead. You have one too many sins. I am never going to let you win. You have a letter that's Scarlet, on the back of your head. I am not a lucky girl. I am your voodoo doll. I am not a lucky girl. I am your voodoo, voodoo.