Capitol Murder
If you’re lonely,
Go find a lover.
Hold them close up to your heart.
Innocence?
Or impotence.
Empathy ain’t gonna write itself.
If you would wound me
With your words,
Go sharpen yourself a safer sword
Take the time
To do it right.
Ensure the cuts, they come out clean.
But if you’re angry,
Go ahead and be angry, babe!
Just keep your hands where I can see ‘em!