Helvetica proper, darlin'. It's for you.
You read with candy behind glass eyes,
I feel like vomiting when you speak.
How can you smile at me, knowing what you know?
I was the bad guy in our ghost town.
But that was just it,
In a nation of two, both polities are pinstripe Dillingers.
Thing is, you took more from my bank than I ever dreamt was in yours.
Look, I let you free.
Leave me away.

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