Monster

I hold your mistakes high over your head

Especially when they look like mine

I’m not one to hand out my forgiveness

But I expect it every time

It’s just me and the accusations you made

It pains me to admit you were right

Someday I will be someone you resent

Honey, the pleasure is all mine

Well, I heard you’re calling me a traitor

Owe you a good apology, I’ll do it later

Wrote all my stories and I paint myself the good guy

This is the end of my tunnel, it's a gaslight