I found an ant upon my dresser
And without a second's hesitation,
I pressed upon his fragile little body

And don't tell anybody,
But today I guess that makes me
Heartless to a T
Because Mr. Ant did nothing wrong to me.

And I hope his friends don't come for me
But I'd understand if I wake up
With bites upon my arm,
After all the harm I'd done

I hope his wife and kids are fine
Hiding in their colony
From murderers like me
And I just feel so guilty, honestly.