Spit on her being, cuss out her parents
Shag all her friends and scream out your larynx
Do all your worst to keep her on leaving
You do it for her, though she'll never see it
This is your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain

See, you're set up
To play the part
Of one who rejects
The finer art of love and redemption
And she's the star
That breaks away

Raise your head, child
Time to be the bad man
Let all your spikes out
And don't be sad

"Some thrive on mangled love
How feeble they stumble
No sanctum, nor due reward
Like a moth to the blue light"

Call it a hex, this thing you endure
Enter the abyss, you've unlocked the door
The key was in you, from since you were born
Flower of life dies reshaped into thorns
Commit to your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain

So now you know just what it takes
To mend something that breaks
That was not for you to handle
In any case
Not in this life

Raise your head, child
Time to be the bad man
Let all your spikes out
And don't be sad

"Some thrive on mangled love
How feeble they stumble
No sanctum, nor due reward
Like a moth to the blue light"

This is your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain
Commit to your heel run
Let slip the wrath and the pain

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