That I revealed my true colour
When everything in you was blurred
That I showed my real nature
When everyone did emotional fraud
To think that you can bruise my shin
You must be sitting on a long thing

That I appeared to love your smell
Even when I saved your pictures of denial
That I listened to the fictions you did tell
When you tried to fake a wife material
To think you can ulcerate my soft skin
You must be sitting on a long thing

One man is so small for your capacity
That you have to include even a monster
Sticking with one lowers your integrity
So you invite many to mark the register
To think my hand will be under my chin
You must be sitting on a long thing

That I laughed over you in silence
When you played the smart fool
That you appeared under the public lens
When you made yourself a laughing tool
Now that God has made me to win
You are truly sitting on a long thing