Me
An asshole in my mind
But as far as you can see
A petty little angel
Spreading her fragile little wings
My wings are made of razors
Good for stabbing their backs
But not really my intention
Just small little mishaps
Im sorry for the plague
That I spread through all the minds
Of loved ones that mean well
Just forget to leave me behind
If you don't talk to me
It's for the best
For no one deserves the hell
That I leave in my wake
