You'Re My Enemy

First there’s the look,
That says
‘You’re my enemy’
Then there’s the voice,
That says
‘You’re my enemy’

And then, there’s the bottle,
That says
‘You’re my enemy’

As it whistles
Through the air,
A messenger

As it breaks
On the cold hard steps,
A messenger

As it shatters
Throwing shards like threats,
A messenger

All screaming
‘You’re my enemy’