At least kiss me, before you go
I was a good boy, I gave you a show
I was a vagon, I was a cross
On which you crucified all you loss

I can be your lamb, I can be your bad wolf
Baby I can play the rain and maybe you could play the roof
So you can disprove all the work I did
Slap the label "lucky", and finally be at peace

Because this is all the peace you'll know
Bleeding from your throne
That you built on your own
I'm just a face on your phone
All the peace you'll know
Scream all alone
Like a robot, like a drone
I'm just a face on your phone

Don't pretend like I was redundant
I served your story, my presence abundant
Give me the crumbs from your table
Casted as a villain in your little fable
I can your culprit, I can be your excuse
Baby I can be the noise, the reason why you always lose
All mighty, high up on your horse
Always waiting for me to choke on my remorse