In the maw of my abyss  I feel a wave amidst the calm  It could be rage, it could be bliss  Or the dark before the storm    You have to know  My back's been broken many times before   I'll let you in one more time  This sentimental crap has got to stop    You know I have my axe to grind  It's has kept me at your throat  I may be deaf, I may be blind  But I'm not dumb enough to choke you    You have to know  That I haven't any room for all your baggage  I'll let you in one more time  This sentimental crap has gotta stop    I watch you dress with studied grace  I wonder who you wish you were  It's in your eyes, it's in your face  I think I'd like to sleep with her    As the scars within me crackle   And my heart begins to groan  Is a messy bed any better  Than a made one all alone