Cutthroat

So long to our town, Your not welcome back. We gave to many chances, And you stabbed us in the back. We gave you all our trust, And you left your mark in flesh. You might as well spit in my face, or...

Take your eyes and see me now Before I take what you took of me Lay my head on bloodless hands tonight Drown in tears the clear but poison wine Well I need what you owe Will you pay me back in...