• Not much I thought I could do
    All I thought was all hate.
    All I thought was '******** you'.
    Thought what I said was wrong.
    Thought what he said was right.
    You see now in the end though?.
    You're the one who lost the fight.
    How blind we were we both took this.
    How bad it is you make me sick.
    Why the ******** did you hide?
    Now do you think it was worth it?
    You know you cant win this.
    Now and around you can't turn it?
    Because we already did?
    You know that you lost this.
    A straight shot to the ribs.
    You alone brought this on, this-
    You alone make me sick, this-
    No we wont take you're s**t, this-
    You were nothing in all this-
    Straight up hit and miss this.