All your good intentions
Left cuts on everyone else's tongue
As you struggle to play the victim
You're losing the charade
Because you're frozen in the wrong
This is why you don't understand it
Everything's just a game to you
It's never really someone hurting
Because you lied or lead them on
It's all apart of your act
Trying to always look like the hero
When really you're to blame for the mess
And yet, we're all left cleaning it up
Me, my heart which you shattered,
Her, her soul in which you've turned against her
Others I cannot say, but those two I know for sure
It's pathetic, like your ego, and it makes me physically ill
Just to think about the damage you've caused
When you know what you did and insist that
You merely had all those good intentions
That slit a number of innocent throats
