I'll let him in
Be a gentleman, just settle it
I'll let him think
He's not flocculent, but innocent
From all that he commits
I believe you killed her
It's disgusting but it hurts
You'll crawl through my eyelids
Keep them open until they burn
He feeds on my diffidence
It's imminent at best
That I could shove a fist through his
To salvage what is left
I know I'll regret this
But I hate what you bring
To the table and maybe if you're able
To hate you don't deserve a thing