Civet

Open your eyes and see,
I bleed in apathy
I've got nothing to give,
So don't you take from me
I was wronged,
but you knew it all along [x2]
It makes me sick to death
To think of you in her bed
It makes me sick to death,
Gonna put a bullet in her head
[Chorus:]
Breaking hearts and tellings lies [x3]
Do a line, a line of alibis
Open your eyes and see