Becoming A Pig

No time to apologize
Or grovel and plead to make you warm inside
You'd tell me that it was alright
And settle in, lost beyond a cloud of lie
So far, it's going fine
Believing myself so that I might make sure that I am in control
And keep you right where you belong
Poor you, can't control yourself
Another day for embarrassment
Drool hanging from your chin
You are not supposed to be this way
With saddened eyes as I walk away
I couldn't bear another minute
So regurgitate and swallow down
This lump in your throat and then go away
The moment you know that it will never be the same
It's all my fault, I can do nothing
Tomorrow it will be gone
The second you know that it will never be the same
It's not your fault, you can do nothing wrong
Tomorrow it will be gone
The madness stirs behind your eyes
Can't turn away
I'm in love with misery and my gluttonous tendencies
Look at you now
Innocently unaware
So I break and come back to you
Like the herd led to the kill
The ugly stench of what you've done has stained this mind
While your conscience clears
Now in control
The machine that sleeps in the skin of a whore
No more is it yours
You whore
Let this go now