What is she to you?
Another body?
Another Tool?
You broke her once,
and never again,
you took her heart,
and smashed it to pieces,
you tore her to shreds
corrupted her meekness.

Look at what you've done,
you two-faced liar,
you're on the next high
just trying to get one step higher.

Look at yourself, you ***** piece of trash,
everything you say or do,
is all in a rush,
and all rather rash.

I'm not perfect,
but God forbid should I strike a woman for the moment,
cause when the law catches up,
it'll be time to confess your sins,
and confess to own it.

What have you done?!
What has she to you,
that you had to commit,
to say it led to what you said you had to do.

Why?
What was she to you?