You can point your finger at me.
But it won't make you feel any better.
You'll still have it.
That awful gaping hole.
Right?
Wrong.
Well.
I might have helped you do it.
Just to get you off of my back.
But you started it.
You'll have nightmares.
Wake up screaming.
I'll sleep like a baby.
Right?
Wrong.
Stop telling people it was me.
You know what you did.
You know it.
I know it.
Everyone knows it.
Wipe that stupid smile off your face.
It makes you look guilty.
Right?
Wrong.
So what if I did it?
No one cares.
No one cares what we think.
No one cares what you do.
No one cares what I do.
No one will ever know.
No one will ever find out.
Right?
Wrong.