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Door closes and i'm in my room, home all alone,
could have put me in the cast, McCauley's own,
fuckin up all my intruders, i'm in the zone,
you are all bitches to me, so collect your bone,

had it with love, time to really harden up,
i made this bed so i'll sleep with both eyes shut,
when it comes to you i've about had enough,
i'm pissed like you schemed my part of the cut,

call you and what a surprise, you don't pick up,
now it's time to find the smooth in the rough,
preventin the birdie, tryin to hole in one,
well i've been down that road, continue to run,

all eyes are on me, waitin for any little mistake,
one wobbly walk or suddenly my knees shake,
fuck you, keep watchin and i'll poke your eyes out,
hit my chest triumphantly, let out my grievin shout.