wish i could be the pen that writes the end you ll know or be the ink that will dry over the lines you stole wish i could sew the rope they ll wrap around your throat or be the push that will pull you off your throne wish i didn t care wish i knew if there s a place i can go inside me to drown the vengeance i m owed or will it burn or will i burn away wish i could be the knife that cuts the ties you hold wish i could be the flame consuming all you love wish i could tie the weight before the plank is strolled and i could watch as you sink in sight of shore if there s a place i can go inside me to drown the vengeance i m owed or will it burn or will i burn away wish i didn t care wish i knew if when the smoke has cleared wish i didn t care wish i knew if  if there s a place i can go to drown the vengeance i m owed or will it burn or will i burn away if there s a place i can go inside me to drown the vengeance i m owed will i burn 