It's been one year, 'bout exactly, since you fucked me up
I wish I didn't have to count
I do because you're here
You wanted time? My thoughts exactly
You should go ahead and do it
'Cause the loot you drop will be a souvenir
And you took almost everything I could've had
You took it all right under my nose and
At-at the time, I'm dumb as fuck
Mistook it all for something you helped me
Fuck you, I hope you hear this, and you're so entrenched with guilt
That you don't move for hours
But maybe if the world was less awful
I could've called you a friend
Because you wouldn't have to act so awful
And I might've seen you again
And maybe if the world was less angry
Then I'd walk around as I am
Maybe I wouldn't have to hide in everyone who isn't awful