While you sat there
Knee deep in self pity
Your cries created me an enemy of many.
No one has forced me to leave
But pleaded me to stay
With shouts heard round the world
To stab me clean through the back.
But congratulations.
You're the first to realize my self-worth
And hate me for it.
You'll deny it's the truth
Like the elephant in the room
But if your heart hasn't already begun to freeze for me,
Its beats dying slowly,
It will.
Oh, it will.