All he wants is to step inside maybe go for a ride or stayHe doesn't know that you lost your pride on that hazy night of MayYou were wasted and they stepped on youYou were tired and there was nothing you could doAll these stories of abuse where minds were bruised they sickened meI just can't understand how you can prey on such unguarded chastityIt's not the sunlight that has changed or the bathing in the moonIt was not right when they explained the lighter and the spoonBut still, you took the hit and then the shit took over your lifeNow there is no turning back, smack is the ruling enterpriseWeeks on and on, basically, the same day's differentYou use to love waking up to catch the momentYour Saturday was all about the TV's colors Now it's the day, you wake up just reminiscing…Your regrets