We were split to begin with but you sought to divide and conquer. You bait the line and some swallow the hook. Before the ink could dry, you ripped the parchment in half and paid no mind to pledges shared.
We’re always left with the short end of the stick and we walk away empty handed. If they won’t hand it over, let’s take it for ourselves.
So we kept a union and divided from another, united only in disappointment. Nothing changed for you but we’re left to pick up the pieces with glass to walk on and wounds to heal.
We won’t settle for nothing now, we won’t settle for nothing anymore.