[djmcmath]

What have I done, Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night?
Become a dog on the run?
Have I fallen so far, and is the hour so late,
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?


That was my first thought. Figured it'd be a Les Mis thread. Then I realized I was misquoting the first line. Oops.