Weep for yourself, my man, 
You'll never be what is in your heart 
Weep little lion man, 
You're not as brave as you were at the start 
Rate yourself and rape yourself, 
Take all the courage you have left 
Wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head 

But it was not your fault but mine 
And it was your heart on the line 
I really f**ked it up this time 
Didn't I, my dear? 

Tremble for yourself, my man, 
You know that you have seen this all before 
Tremble little lion man, 
You'll never settle any of your score 
Your grace is wasted in your face, 
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck 
Learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck 

But it was not your fault but mine 
And it was your heart on the line 
I really [bad word] it up this time 
Didn't I, my dear?