I am the boy you used to tease, and now i'm rolling up my sleeves. and tell me please, what makes you better than me? We both make grave mistakes that we tried to live with, we've done things we regret and can't forget. you try to stand tall on your throne and preach to the choir, but i can see you falling in a while. Who will catch you when you drop? I try to speak and forgive you but im wary of your claws, you bark and bite and want to fight all the fucking time and i'm sick of your shit. So up go my sleeves and down go my fists, i'll knock you over like the cheap trick you are.