Standard Apology. "Cleaning Out My Closet" is by Eminem.
Cleaning out My Closets (sung by Persephone)
Have you ever been lied to and cheated against
I have, I've been deceived and manipulated against
Wicked lines for these wicked times, look at the signs
Sick is the mind of the twisted little genius behind
All these emotion's commotions run deep as blood oceans exploding
Tempers flaring from Mero I just blow them off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one, now give him hell long as I'm living
Stealing loves in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leaving him with the taste of sourest vinegar in his mouth
See he could trigger me, but he never figured me out
Look at me now, I bet you're so sick of me now
Ain't you Lover, I'm going to make you look so ridiculous now
(chorus)
I'm sorry Mero
I never tried to hurt you
I never tried to make you cry
But tonight I'm cleaning out my closets
I said I'm sorry Mero
I never tried to hurt you
I never tried to make you cry
But tonight I'm cleaning out my closets
We've got some skeletons in our closets and we both know everyone knows it
So before I toss you inside your coffin and close it
I'm going to expose it
I'll take you back to Matrix version double-oh three
Before we lived in the Château and had a nine thousand car fleet
We were just enfants, rogues for only a couple of months
Our lousy programmer must've had his knickers up in a bunch
Cause we split, I wonder if he even said a goodbye
No I don't, on second thought we just really wished he would die
I look at Trinity, who'd never picture leaving Neo's side
Even when I hated you I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with you at least for our "baby's" (a/n: their empire) sake
We maybe made some mistakes but we're only coding
But I'm strong enough to face them today
What we did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest thing I did was put the bullets back into my gun
Cause now you've killed me
I would've shot you and her both
Here's my life, I'd like to welcome you to the Persephone Show
(Chorus)
Now I'd never diss my own husband just to get retribution
Take a second to listen 'fore you think this rhymings are dissing
But put yourself in my position, just try to envision
Witnessing your husband baking his mistresses cakes in your kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through his stuff and stuff's missing
Going through VIP systems, victim of Hedonism syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was loved when I wasn't
Till things blew up, then things flew up, it makes you sick to your
stomach, doesn't it
Ain't that the reason you got all those new slaves for me, *Love?*
To try to justify the way you've treated me, *Love?*
But guess what? The end's coming now and it's so cold when you're lonely
And Neo's getting so strong now, he's gonna get you, you phony
And the Twins are getting so quick now, you should see them, they're
powerful
But you'll never see them, they won't even be at your funeral (ha ha)
And what hurts me the most is you won't admit you were wrong
Pr--- screw your song, keep telling yourself you were right all along
But how dare you try to take all that I helped you to get
You selfish pr--- I hope you burn in hell for that s---
You remember when I nearly died and you said "I wished it was me"
Well guess what, you are dead, dead to me as can be!
(chorus)
Cleaning out My Closets (sung by Persephone)
Have you ever been lied to and cheated against
I have, I've been deceived and manipulated against
Wicked lines for these wicked times, look at the signs
Sick is the mind of the twisted little genius behind
All these emotion's commotions run deep as blood oceans exploding
Tempers flaring from Mero I just blow them off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one, now give him hell long as I'm living
Stealing loves in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leaving him with the taste of sourest vinegar in his mouth
See he could trigger me, but he never figured me out
Look at me now, I bet you're so sick of me now
Ain't you Lover, I'm going to make you look so ridiculous now
(chorus)
I'm sorry Mero
I never tried to hurt you
I never tried to make you cry
But tonight I'm cleaning out my closets
I said I'm sorry Mero
I never tried to hurt you
I never tried to make you cry
But tonight I'm cleaning out my closets
We've got some skeletons in our closets and we both know everyone knows it
So before I toss you inside your coffin and close it
I'm going to expose it
I'll take you back to Matrix version double-oh three
Before we lived in the Château and had a nine thousand car fleet
We were just enfants, rogues for only a couple of months
Our lousy programmer must've had his knickers up in a bunch
Cause we split, I wonder if he even said a goodbye
No I don't, on second thought we just really wished he would die
I look at Trinity, who'd never picture leaving Neo's side
Even when I hated you I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with you at least for our "baby's" (a/n: their empire) sake
We maybe made some mistakes but we're only coding
But I'm strong enough to face them today
What we did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest thing I did was put the bullets back into my gun
Cause now you've killed me
I would've shot you and her both
Here's my life, I'd like to welcome you to the Persephone Show
(Chorus)
Now I'd never diss my own husband just to get retribution
Take a second to listen 'fore you think this rhymings are dissing
But put yourself in my position, just try to envision
Witnessing your husband baking his mistresses cakes in your kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through his stuff and stuff's missing
Going through VIP systems, victim of Hedonism syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was loved when I wasn't
Till things blew up, then things flew up, it makes you sick to your
stomach, doesn't it
Ain't that the reason you got all those new slaves for me, *Love?*
To try to justify the way you've treated me, *Love?*
But guess what? The end's coming now and it's so cold when you're lonely
And Neo's getting so strong now, he's gonna get you, you phony
And the Twins are getting so quick now, you should see them, they're
powerful
But you'll never see them, they won't even be at your funeral (ha ha)
And what hurts me the most is you won't admit you were wrong
Pr--- screw your song, keep telling yourself you were right all along
But how dare you try to take all that I helped you to get
You selfish pr--- I hope you burn in hell for that s---
You remember when I nearly died and you said "I wished it was me"
Well guess what, you are dead, dead to me as can be!
(chorus)