So I'm bad for having a bleeding heart?
I'm supposed to have no heart like you?
Turn a blind eye to the suffering and agony?
Chase my own ambitions, leaving the weak to die?

No

I'm not a forlorn person like you
Maybe I'm being taken advantage of
But I'll make that sacrifice every time
It's not worth the price if I'm wrong

Your dissolved hope has poisoned your inner self
And you reek of the stench of apathetic death
How many bodies do you pass without even caring?
You are an abysmal blight upon humanity

Maybe you're just too scared to care
Maybe you're just too scarred to care
But I have my own terrors
But I have my own scars

What's your excuse, again?