Slowly rising like the moon comes a thought in the back of your mind
And what it is no one knows, all they see is the changing of one
By those thoughts that could attain nothing less than shame
And all you need now is to find someone, someone to blame

All you needed was to find a way, find an excuse, a reason to execute
If they knew you, how you felt, or even cared to find out about
Someone besides themselves, maybe it would all go away, is the world to blame?
Say it’s not too late, too late to change your mind, this time
Forget about your payback line and move on