Callous as you were. I can't believe you're calm. I thought you'd be a mess. Of conflict and regret. But there you stand so tall. A smile across your face. All shaven and cologned. But I can see no one's close enough to appreciate it. Go ahead you look to the side. As people shine your shoes. It doesn't matter to me anymore. You've lost your talent to bruise. But oh the legacy you leave. Has left me out of breath. The only place it leads. Is to the death of a virgin part of me. Now you'll always worry. There's poison in your cup. And beggars at your door. When you think of us. You'll wanna feel the coolness of the floor against your face. But there's no time to rest. For your forever chased. By the cold cold cold coldness. Now you'll always worry. There's poison in your cup. And beggars at your door. When you think of us. No no I'm not gonna taste it no more. No no I won't