I'm in a business where feeling better is the enemy
How about I'm drunk on revenge
Headphones wrapped tightly around my head
Measure my worth in weekends wasted being wasted
Thou shalt not covet
I'll keep my hands to myself
Don't want to draw blood
Don't want to draw blood
You can have this wretched city
I've read everyone's palms
They want to draw blood
They want to drew blood
Poets could say it better, I'm just not that clever
You've been gone too long at sea
You sided with your captors, I'll eat all your cancers
Let you take my name from me
I let you save some face
I let you steal my name
So tell me what you've lost
And what you've found in me
Adding insult to injury
The irony isn't lost on me as I tie myself to this machine
You kiss the wounds you inflict
Then wipe the blood from your lip
You coward. You coward
Just know that through my eyes
This was your suicide
You coward. You coward