I never found it easy to bite down on my tongue
with the blood of my rage pumping through it
I thought about breathing before speaking
but the words in my head explode against my skull in rage
I close my eyes with the image of your mistakes like a projector
screen to my thoughts
I am heavy on assumption
and light on the evidence
Standing over another filthy crime scene
Where you were involved as a witness
And you stand there looking so clean
But why do you look too clean to sentence
And your alibí doesn't make any sense
Your tongue twists in lies you've spoken
Overtime I work again
in a job I overwork in hoping
So here I am dusting fingerprints
to the truth you've left unspoken.

I am emotionally drained
Comfortably numb
I sit on this throne with a crown made of thorns
Lose my name, lose my touch
Isolation is the gift for saying too much
But not acting enough  
A jester donned in king's ornament
Isn't this fun?

I have no choice
But to put you on trial
Cuz you claim
You're innocent
Until proven guilty
But with all the evidence
I've collected
I'm positive that it was you
Who committed the crime against me

I'm sick of all your twisted lies
The disgusting humor
That this was all one big accident
Saying that in reality
You didn't mean to break me--
Only to leave me bent

The defense says
You were just messing around
That you didn't mean to take
What you stole
But I
-the prosecution-
Say that's *******
Cuz I know you seek control

So now it's time
For your verdict
Take your seats
They're about to start…
…
HA!
The jury says you're guilty
So it's indeed true
That you stole my heart.