Thorn in, my side
And you live just to pull me down
Rusted, nail I stepped on
This infection

Thorn in my side
You're full,
I think so,
of anger
You need to sit down,
stay down

The things you, want but don't get
Is that fair, I don't think so
A sure thing, you can count, on
A big depression

A thorn in my side
You're full,
I think so,
of anger
You need to

Your praise, is two faced,
And you're,
you're cut down,
my friend