When I caught you in the act
I didn't know of the full extent
Sordid deception with malicious intent
But there's a knife in my back and you won't make eye contact

Betrayer, deceiver
Look me in the fucking eyes
Don't I make you just a little bit nervous
You know it, I see it, believe it
Your quickened pulse gives you up
Do you think I'm fucking stupid

I see the subtle way you grit your teeth
A faint reminder of the shit you eat
Putrid orifice, diaphanous disgust
I can't bury this

Blunt force trauma

It could be a hammer to the back of the God damn head
It could be the last straw that winds you up dead
And I'll make for certain that you'll get yours with a bullet in the head

I need to see you broken in a different way
I need to inflict a pain that will never quite fade away

You won't see me coming