Excuse me, it's what I do,
I rip your hopes to shreds,

I make nightmares from your dreams,
I burn out the love you once had,

I take you goals and tear then like paper,
You are whey they call weak and useless,

Oh so bothersome and too cheerful,
You are what I cannot stand,

So down the drain and away you must,
And like metal you shall rust.