Before you hedge those bets you placed against me
Be reticent of fortunes they foretell
I can't wash away despite myself
Your ity it seems has served you well
You're so quick to choose the path
So you can go and nest among the weak
The innocent observers will refuse
Renew the disappointment of the meek
Put the gun in my mouth and pull the trigger
Put the gun in my mouth that tastes so bitter
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me
Be reticent of fortunes they foretell
I can't wash away despite myself
Your ity it seems has served you well