Eat Your Heart Out

go ahead and cry your crocodile tears
you're really only sorry for yourself

didn't seem too sad with the knife in your hand
relentlessly stabbing her with resentment

supposedly all of a sudden you miss her
what you really miss is having a punching bag

Hanging up her pictures like you actually care
funny, you never did anything when she was alive

you keep painting your perfect little lies
but seem to forget to show the real picture

I'm starving for the cold hard truth to haunt you
creep into your mind, drag you to Insanity

keeping you up at night tossing and turning
Showing you everything you put her through

maybe then you'll finally see the monster
The one always hiding behind the mirror