[...]
[You are an, y'know what, you are an awful person]
[You just let me go. Woman, take your hands off of me]
[I wouldn't put my hands on you if you were the last man on earth!]
[Woman, I am speaking]
[...]

How's hope feeling today?
Tired and sick of this place
Red wine is fast
At the lip of your glass
Sayin' I'm going to ruin everything
Everything
So it's better, my sweet
That we hover like bees
'Cause there's no sure footing
No love, I believe

[...]
[... in the car tonight, I hope he gets you]
[You, oh! And that's-]
[Yeah, that's right, I hope the devil gets you]
[That's it, I hope he...]
[...]