Woe is me
Woe is you?

Wait, why you?
No not me!

Woe upon those who proclaim false hope
Woe upon you who does before he thinks
Woe upon those who do before they don't

Whoa...

Yes, woe.

Your misfortune doesn't not equate to my agony.

Woe is me, through the day and the night
Through my might as I lay... lay out my troubles, my concerns, and my hate.

Woe for the weak hearted
For the downtrodden
For the meek
For me, no not you!
For us!
For them!

Woe you?
Fuck you!

Oh... the injustice agony, whoa the calamity of your damages, woe the pain, the rain, the lane you steer into to crash into me.

Woe...

Whoa, you almost had me there.