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