I don't wanna hear you out, no
or hear your side of it
I wanna keep you at arms length
for no good reason at all
then bring your back around
to take out all my anger on
We'll test the limits of your patience
to prove there are no saints
I'm not going anywhere, forever I remain being wrong
Put you up on a pedestal
just to rip the rug from under you
Run you through the ringer
then disregard your mettle
I'll sing a song of evil things
I do with bitter joy
and narrow fools will sing along
They'll applaud my honesty