Cold light falling upon your blue veins,
I take a curious look while you're in pain.
Your body is telling me you're hurt,
while your eyes are calling me a cunt.
And I'm afraid there's just one problem:
frankly, I'm far beyond giving a fuck.
Don't mew over why I'd treat you like shit,
for when you push me, I bite:
you might want to get used to it.