I remember every little thing.

Every tiny detail is there;

Embedded in my memory.

Tried to open up about that.

Tried to get you to understand.

Tried to sympathize with you.

You wouldn’t listen,

Had your own thoughts.

So I listened to your rants.

You say anger is a closed door.

I say it’s what gets them open,

It’s what tears them off hinges.

You say anger is an evil thing.

I say only evil deserves my anger.

I don’t hand it out like candy for kids.

You said I’m not pretty when I’m mad.

Why’d you go and make it that way?

I don’t have to be pretty to you!

You said angry girls are like gates.

Babe, that’s what holds these horses.

I wouldn’t complain about anything.

Because you know what I’d say?

It takes one to know one.

I won’t hold my tongue.

If you want a girl without anger…

Hah, get a man. They’re hot.

‘Cause baby boo bop:

You said my anger was like Hell burning.

It’s the closest the right you’ve came.