The Trials Of Lefty

You hit your hand on the goddamn door.

Kicked the damn cat across the goddamn floor.

Kicked up a fuss when you knew there was no

Need to be an ass, but an ass you were.

Acting like you’re the only person who cares

Threatening and frightening your single yard stare.

Sad little baby, everybody’s watching,

Karma down the drain boy,

Ka-ching, ching, ching.

Tearing up the respect.

The little bit you collected

Now hitting reject

For all the good you’ve done.

Now you’re on the run.

You’ve taken all the fun

From friendship.