Her Name Was Tragedy - One Star Closer

You think you got the market cornered on human suffering

Let me tell you something about people like me

People like me feel lost and little and ugly and dispensable

People like me have husbands

Screwing someone else far more perfect than me

People like me have sons who hate them

And I've screamed horrible things to him a seven-year-old

Because he doesn't want to get in the car at the end of the day

And then he looks at me with such anger and I hate him then

I know I'm failing you I know I'm disappointing you

I know you deserver better but get in the f**king car

It's like every morning I wake up and I fail