To the Core

If I could paint how I feel,

I'd draw bullseye on your forehead

My anger is not misdirected

Unless it somehow misses you

 

Time spent on hate, is time gone to waste,

I watch you point and click your life away

 

So cast the stones that I'll gladly catch

And I'll throw them right fucking back,

I stand behind the things I say,

You type the words you won't say to my face

 

Time spent on hate, is time gone to waste,

I watch you point and click your life away

 

It seems you've let me go again,

Just like the day you let me in,

The best of intentions, you were never mine to begin with

 

So step away from the fucking screen,

See a world outside your scene,

Maybe then you will know

And realize the lack of threat you pose