I Should Have Known Better

In an act of contrition

I lay down by your side

It's not your place to comment

On my state of distress

For this is for real

I've tears in my eyes

Am I laughing or crying?

I suggest I'm not lying

I haven't found a measure yet to

Calibrate my displeasure yet so

To ignore my warning

Could be your folly

The judgment is harsh

I offer no plea

Valuing the vengeance which you treasure

I've redefined the meaning of vendetta

The procession's disordered

You protect your possessions

In light of your actions

I question your love

May I make an observation

Your bite is worse than my aggression

I should have known better

I should have known better

Than to become a target

Albeit a target which moves

No offer of terms or concessions

For statements or confessions

You don't feel warm

I pass close by

You shiver, I whisper

Excuse me, what's your problem?

Oh, I see

I should have known better