Oh, off across the room, she sits alone... Pretty as a picture, sadder than a sad song. Well, I'll do whatever it takes, try whatever works. I can't just sit here and watch her hurt. While she's so sad, while Mr Right did her wrong, I'll give her one

Shut up, shut up, shut up, I'll fuck you up Can't find a way To get across the hate When I see you I feel it scratch inside I want to slash and beat you I rip apart the things inside I can't control myself