With my arsenal of pain and fear
You can't compete with your selfish tears
What you call suffering I call a joke
Spend that cash in my world you'll go broke

Count me out of your games
Take me out of your frames

With my arsenal of pity and hate
Your trap was set but it's too late
Once called friend you are the foe
Never forget you reap what you sow

Count me out of your games
Take me out of your frames
Count me out of your games
I know your crimes all by name