It’s all death threats and trust with you,
I’d rather watch you shut up
Yes, my tongue slipped up and I gave you a rude surprise
And, sure, the world got to know, of our little secret enterprise
I thought it didn’t matter
I thought it was fun
Why should I give a shit when the deed is already done?
Why mope over spilt milk and fight over the graves of the forgotten?
Leave me be, and Don’t let me get rotten.
You say it’s all my fault that you lost to the Tsar,
But the pawns were already charging before you even planned on waging war.
So leave this unattended messenger be
Because you have mistreated me
For all my callous actions
And I have retorted nothing to thee.
And like a fool I took this abuse to please you, my Lord
When I could’ve broke the whip and ran off.
Omission is a lie
And Omission is an error
You and I are at fault