And you try to find a way,
To ruin a day,
But you can't get there anymore.
I am blocking your path,
Because you have no remorse,
You'll be left with just your scarf.
No one will want to hear what you say,
So I guess like me, they'll run away.
Maybe eventually you'll realise your mistakes.
Too bad it will be too late,
But people wouldn't forgive you anyway.
When you will rot in shame,
We all know you'll be the one to blame.
Don't expect us to revive ourselves
Just to come and save you.
After all, we don't trust those who drag us under.