Well I'm sorry, Miss Glory
            Didn't mean to hurt you
            I guess I got carried away
            Just rest for the day
            And you'll be good as new
            Then I'll be back to play
            

            Now quit your crying
            And stop that pleading
            You're not getting out that door
            I don't care about the bleeding
            So you better shut your mouth
            Or you're gonna get raped some more
            

            Is not like it's my fault
            That I've got this monster
            In the ugliest part of me
            I try to keep it down
            Locked in my underground
            But eventually it gets free
            

            So I'm sorry, Miss Glory
            For my hellish sense of fun
            But I tell you, here and now
            That there's nothing to be done
            The only way you'll leave 
            This room again 
            Will be the day I bring my gun