there are ways to tell,
there are things that require no comment
or divulging.
opened eyes have invariably produced a stinging heart
oh justice why do you mock me?
Sitting with your love song dedications for another wrong
ive herd them all before
song title ofter song title
professions your hands are clean.
No unfortunate circumstance.
just a sum of bad choice.
i guess I'll have to wear it
and add it to my thorny crown
You don't like me as much as before.
fuck you!
you can do do better
and I expect more too.
i ant that broken piece of shit anymore
take your shot
then take a bow
cause the show is over!
time to get real.