You stayed away all night just like your time honored
ways. I wrecked the house last night while you were gone.
You went to parties, I trashed the bedroom. I left the
porch light lit; you're all I have anymore. You face me
busted. I should be livid, 'cause I've heard everyone we
know say he's with you while I'm here dying to, and I
know back inside St. Valentine's garage he's f*cking you,
and I know I am right, 'cause back in school I wrote it
down a thousand times. It's been a year since you would
tear straight into me. It's been a while since I could
make you cry. Our verbal violence has turned to silence;
your execration tends to make my day anymore. You face me
busted.