The Grudge

Oh, I know how to hold a grudge
like no one that you know.
I’ll save it deep within my heart
to fester and to grow.

Yes, I will not forget that slight,
and I will not forgive.
I’ll think about it every day
as long as I shall live.

So save your lame apology
and stay your silly tears.
The wrong you’ve done will stay with me
for many, many years.

I won’t say what I’m thinking of,
afraid to let it out.
I’m not the type to rant and rave.
You will not hear me shout.

But that resentment that I have,
that I connive to hide,
yes, all the anger and the hurt
is bottled up inside.

I’ve long forgotten what you did
that I thought was so wrong.
That doesn’t matter anymore;
this grudge of mine is strong.

And in my heart that grudge still lies.
It will not go away.
No, no, that grudge will burn in me
for ever and a day.