Come morning the goddess of vengeance is up
Her daily production:
Is typing destruction
A list of instructions
To Whom It Concerns
Her choosing is always precise
She hits send. It connects
And gets posted to all of the world
And if your name is on it
You'll curse your bad luck or your fate
But that's your mistake - the decision is hers
You go to a tailor
Suit out in your best
Calls to your family
Square up your debts
Stop after Ma** to receive your Last Rites
'Cause there's an appointment you're keeping tonight
There's no time for talk and bullsh**
There's only time for goodbye