Testo Broken Glass

How do you feel now the tables are turned Your arse is on the line The past is back to haunt you Look at you now it's you whose crying You're a coward, a bully, a waste of space A loser with no life What do you dream of in your bed Do you regret abusing your wife Smashed and splintered like broken glass Now you're running scared Smashed and splintered like broken glass No one listens coz no one cares You reap what you sow It's so ironic we mock your circumstance Revenge is a dish best served cold You don't stand a single chance A ring of violet bruises A medal of your shameful past I hope when all is said and done Your agony will always last