Oughta Be a Crime

You know it oughta be a crime
It oughta be a goddammed crime
To break somebody like that
To shatter 'em up
Then spread 'em out
On a table like a building plan

Trying to see what you left
For the vultures to pick over

It oughta be lock-up-able
It oughta mean you go before a judge
To be that bad a person
And get away with it

There just oughta be something
There oughta to be a reason
That you can't

They say it's okay to be that way
To put down the wall
And just walk away
Like bygones gonna be bygones

But why doesn't somebody just say
You know what?
It's not

It's not okay

Everybody's walkin' around
Actin' like criminals
Actin' like felons
Stealing and hurting
And throwing away a person
Like it's not the same thing
As taking cash from a drawer

It's worse

Nobody ever sat sobbin' for hours
Because somebody took cash from a drawer
But you twist up a person like that
And hurt 'em so bad they're bad just like you
And nobody calls you out
Nobody says you're wrong

Well, I'm sorry
But you're wrong

And in a whole lotta ways
It's worse than a crime
But it at least oughta be that

It oughta be a damn crime