i've waited so long to get what i've got
you must have pretended to be something you're not
i feel as if it was a waste of time
i did all this work with you on my mind
i think of this as a mere prize
to be able to look into your undeserving eyes
if you leave, i'll pull the trigger
stricken with agony, i will wither
i'm stuck with this mercurial disease
of self pity, brokenness, and jealousy
the ombudsman will come and ask you
"sir, i've looked over evidence, searched for clues
do you know how much pain you've cost?
because of you, her life is lost
the troubling glances, the disturbing glares
i hope they all cause you great despair
in finding new love, new dreams, no strife
because, young man, you've cost her her life
no, not like that, she's not dead you see
she's lost everything that fills her with glee
for the rest of her life while she lays in bed
she'll have thoughts of you running through her head"
and with all that, i'll also leave this
a lifetime of guilt and a goodbye kiss