You closed the door in my face as you invited me in.
You tempted me through the window as you slid it shut and pulled the blinds.
You made one mistake.
You underestimated me.
I don't need a door. I don't need a window.
Ill make an opening.
I went to you first as a courtesy.
You defied me, and spit in my face.
I told you to tread carefully as I spread my dreams all about you, all around and under you,
I asked you to tread carefully as you were treading upon my dreams.
You stomped upon my dreams and scoffed me to my face.
Now I am tearing through your wall.
You should have just let me in.
Now I am taking what I want and this time....
This time there is truly nothing you can do to stop me.
You are now my vendetta.
I owe you.
