I heard you say,

'for this you'll rue the day

But is your vengeance so sweet dear vigilante?

I know you're seeking to escape

I see it in the pain in your face

It makes you wonder

Where is the grace?

That wasn't shown to you…

Or was your heart broken

Knowing nobody would save you from this place?

So when you are through,

How will you differ from the one who did this to you?