Bullet For My Valentine-Bittersweet Memories

You turn me off at the push of a button
And you pretend that I don't mean nothing
I'm not a saint that's easy to tell
But guess what honey you ain't no angel

You like to scream, use words as a weapon
Well go ahead take your best shot woman
I wanna leave you it's easy to see
But guess what honey it's not that easy

We get so complicated (complicated)
This finger's for our memories

So rip my