The disconnect between me and you
Always reaching the same conclusion
Turn and run 'cause you stand accused
So I'll take my retribution
Scared of what you could lose
If I sharpen the knife and re-open the wound
Do it

All the time spent time never knowing anything
About the man who bears my name
His loss will be my gain
I'll shatter the face in the frame
So help me, God

With a gunshot, point blank, back of the head
Will it remove the bitter taste of resent?
For the old dying man with none to call a friend
There'll be no flowers on his grave at the end

When we're face to face there will be no forgiveness
I won't hear your cries
You're fucking dead in my eyes
So help me
So help me, God
So help me, God

I can't fathom why you ever bothered
Playing the role of an empty father
For everything you put me through
For the times, I needed someone to look to
I made a vow, I swear I'll never be like you
So help me, God

With a gunshot, point blank, back of the head
Will it remove the bitter taste of resent?
For the old dying man with none to call a friend
There'll be no flowers on his grave at the end

So help me, God
When we're face to face
There will be no mistakes
I will make you bleed for your treachery
So help me, God

Face to face
No forgiveness
I won't hear your cries
You're fucking dead in my eyes