In the maw of my abyss, I feel a wave amidst the calm
It could be rage, it could be bliss
before the dark before the storm

You have to know, my back's been broken
many times before
I'll let you in one more time, this sentimental
crap has got to stop

You know I have my axe to grind
It's what has kept me at your throat
I may be deaf, I may be blind
but I'm not dumb enuff 2 choke you

You have to know, that I haven't any room
for all your baggage
I'll let you in one more time
this sentimental crap has got to stop

I watch you dress with studied grace
I wonder who you wish you were
It's in your eyes, it's in your face
I think I'd like to sleep with her

As the scars within me crackle
and my heart begins to groan
Is a messy bed any better than a made one all alone?
I can lose the anger, I can burn the lust
I can give the license to cede away my trust

You have 2 know, that my heart
is hardly worth your meager effort
I'll let you in one more time
this sentimental crap has got to stop
This sentimental crap has got to stop
This sentimental crap has got to stop
This sentimental crap has got to stop