Filthy Men

I hate everything that we did
All the words that were bid
Every lie that you told
Everything special that I sold

Oh, the things I did for you
All the compromises and exceptions, too
You have no idea how sick I feel
From all the things you did steal

I did all that to make you happy
When you'd get pathetically sappy
You said you're disgusting, now I agree
All your filth, I finally see