Recoiling, recalling. Falling.
When did you decide to decide my fate with your parasitic tryst? You gave them a brush to tar me with
So that I’d be blamed for what you did.
I don’t want revenge.
I want nothing but love in your life
So you can REALLY SEE
How your bit of fun affected me
I wish you nothing and I wish you all:
Pain? I don’t, but ought to.
The only way I know
For best revenge, I wish you DAUGHTERS.