Tony Fudge - The Song...

Verse 1:
Tony says he doesn’t mind, he laughs and lets it go,
Mocks the “scumbags” left and right, puts on a little show.
Emily swears he doesn’t care, it’s nothing, just a joke,
But behind the scenes, the strikes go out—funny how that broke.

Pre-Chorus:
Privacy complaints, takedown claims,
For a man who’s got no shame.
But if he really didn’t care,
Why’s he playing this unfair?

Chorus:
So which is it, Emily? Tell us what is true.
Does he brush it off, or does it cut right through?
He’s laughing in the daylight, crying in the dark,
Filing all those strikes, like a coward with no heart.

Verse 2:
A few months back, it wasn’t fun, the mockery was “horrendous.”
Now he’s made of steel again—guess the pain was just pretend-us?
Says he’s calling out the lies, but can’t take the same in kind,
For a man who "doesn’t care," he's got complaints to file and sign.

Pre-Chorus:
Privacy complaints, takedown claims,
For a man who’s got no shame.
But if he really didn’t care,
Why’s he playing this unfair?

Chorus:
So which is it, Emily? Tell us what is true.
Does he brush it off, or does it cut right through?
He’s laughing in the daylight, crying in the dark,
Filing all those strikes, like a coward with no heart.

Bridge:
Mockery’s a two-way street, but Tony’s lost his shoes,
Throws the punches, dodges his, afraid of all the bruises.
Emily, dear, your words don’t match, the truth is clear to see,
Tony’s not the man he claims—he’s just hypocrisy.

Outro:
So which is it, Emily? Tell us what is real.
Tony’s either ice-cold, or he hates the way it feels.
You can’t have it both ways, the mask is wearing thin,
Turns out Tony’s just another man who hates the mess he’s in.