Was it for the pesticidic nonsense that you make, or was it because of my heart you had to take? Anyway it seemed that you hate me, and don't want to take your time to see. Everything around you that seems to bustle and move, but you just want no one to get you to soothe? It seems like it's been forever since we saw each other, but does that call for immediate distress from me and shudder? I can't take this anymore, so when I take your heart I want you to know, that when you fall to this very floor, your true colors will show.