A stone thrown from
My throat to the pit
Swallowed like poison
Accepting the hit

Stomach in knots
Anguish in mind
How I could I let
My thoughts get behind?

When you said goodbye
Your slow sad ok
Turned my heart sick
My tongue got away

You're so accepting
Yet I so unkind
Acting the rebel
My voice was too blind

I'm sorry I'm sorry
Regret bites my lips
For I close my eyes
When mockery trips

Hypocrite, fool!
I've done it again
Sick to my stomach
Sick over sin

I really am proud
For decisions you make
I'm just not quite great
At avoiding mistakes