The hurt and the guilt,
Sly green eyes of a cat,
Fill the room with emptiness.
They hurt the world around them.
Making sense has nothing o do with it.
Because the pain will hurt, you bitch.
And if it doesn't,
I guarantee I'll make it.
Because what you did is worth my anger.
What you did was worth the anger of others.
And it was worth all the anger,
I as a human being,
Was absolutely willing to give.