The scars of battle

i hide in shame from the scars of battle
but who really cares it didn't even matter
it was a war that was ment to be lost
my virginity is what it cost
my days of saddness are over
because he is rapped around in clover
the only thing i really regret
wanted to walk down the isle in my white dress
you took that from me
and now i see
how ugly a sick mind can be
but all is fare in love and war
i hope you rot in hell you dirty whore