How dare you say that my behavior’s unacceptable
So condescending, unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step, cuz if I do, you’ll need a miracle
You drain me dry and make me wonder why I’m even here
The double vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay, but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to FUCKING tread the ground that I am walking on.
But when it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You’ll understand what I mean when I say
“There’s no way we’re gonna give up”
And like a little girl cries in the face
Of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there?
Cuz it’s getting harder and harder to breathe
And does it kill?
Does it burn?
Is it painful to learn–
That it’s me that has all the control?
Does it thrill?
Does it sting when you feel what I bring
And you wish that you had me to hold?
FUCK YOU.
(Originally by Pritzker, Sharpe, Bening & Spacey)
