Tilt

The gun sounds

The event is done

The score is unknown

Meet me on the post game

We'll have a destructive discussion

For you see
all my excuses are custom made

None of this off the rack crap

Every alibi exquisitely crafted
to neatly fit my current needs

For my actions I offer no apologies

Instead I'll dazzle your ass
with an impassioned defense of me

And if you buy
my bullshit bushel of self serving truth
the consequences are all on you