Fox Trot in the Mosh Pit

It may be hot outside, but your heart is cold as ice
Oh yeah, we've noticed
It's sort of hard not to tell
Why don't you go fox trot in the mosh pit?

You're oh, so confident
And if you really don't give a d a m n
What we think of you
Why don't you go fox trot in the mosh pit?

There are scars on my wrist
One for every time I saw your smiling face
And I wish you'd feel my pain
So why don't you go fox trot in the mosh pit?

You're so very hard f u c k ing core
Nothing but black in your closet of death
It's time for you to add some red
Just go fox trot in the mosh pit.

Go, just go. Get out of my life.
There's no need for you to do this anymore.
You feel such a need to stick out in a crowd
Why don't you go fox trot in the mosh pit?

****I really hate how it won't let me add swear words. Sorry if you're offended by them, but they really do add to the poem in my mind. They help express anger when I can't find the words.