I was watering the anger like a blossom in my ribcage/ I was walking to my table looking for a sparring partner/ I saw your bitch of a girlfriend look me up and down, so hostile/ and I smiled, said hello to her crooked eyeliner/ I’m not bitter, just alive/ coffee’s quicker after five/ real cream and no sugar, just enough to make it light/ all I wanted was a challenge, so I never said fight/ I’m so sick of your manners, why don’t you prove yourself right/ the more I see of the day, the more I worship the night