Take me and slit my wrists
watch me as my blood drips to my feet
knowing my pain gives satisfaction
I hope you like the pain you witness
It shows whose right or wrong
Right and wrong
I know your boss
cant argue when you say your judge
But if I make it through
I will have nothing to do with you
If I dont, If I break
I know where im headed
I know where your headed
It shows whose right or wrong
I hate your eyes
I hate your life (and my own)
does that make me so wrong?
Bleed away and see that smile
edged on your ugly face
you hope that this time
I bleed till I drop
does that make me right?
Take this knife -
end it now
shove it through my heart
you hope I die this time
hear me scream
as I melt away (wicked witch of the east, thats me)
as I fall into death itself
Know you'll cry
not for me but for yourself
it shows whose right or wrong.
The judge is in
the verdict is clear
i'm right, you are wrong.
It may surprise you
but your arrogance of being right
lead you wrong.
You are wrong
wrong
WRONG
How do you feel now?
But its too late for forgiveness
Your not as perfect as you though
And the tables have turned
no longer are you boss
no longer do you own me
I have made it
but you are gone
Doesnt that tell you
who is right or wrong?