Thrice - Yellow Belly

You were built for blessing
But you only make them bleed
You don’t care you don’t care
And bruises are but shadows
Of the blackness that you breed
But you don’t care
you don’t care
The light that's left inside
their eyes
is darkened day by day
But you don’t care
you don’t care
Your presence pulls the color
From the world til all is grey
But you don’t care you don’t
you don’t you don’t you don't
You're less than half a man
Yellow belly and crimson hands
You will one day reap
your reckoning
Maybe then you’ll understand
Hands are made to comfort
But they only conjure fear
But you don’t care
you don’t care
She’s in the closet praying
Lord please get me out of here
You don’t care
you don’t you don’t
you don’t you don’t
You're less than half a man
Yellow belly and crimson hands
You will one day reap
your reckoning
Maybe then you’ll understand
You're less than half a man
Yellow belly and crimson hands
You will one day reap
your reckoning
Maybe then you’ll understand
What mercy have they known
From you from you
To ask that it be shown
To you to you
What mercy have they known
From you from you
To ask that it be shown
To you to you