I'm always around you to show you that I care,
but I don't know what for.
It seems
to me that you couldn't care less so I'm not
gonna do it anymore.
I see no reason why I've placed such a value on
you,
but my thoughts have changed now,
I've opened my eyes and now I'm through.
Looking back at my short life, the few pleasures
that I've found,
all your misconceptions pummel me to the ground.
Now, I look at your small life and it doesn't
mean a bit. I pick myself
up off the ground 'cause I don't give a shit.
They say all good things come to an end, I wish
this didn't apply.
You were once someone I called my friend but
that's all changed now
and I don't know why.
Things are very different now.
You've got nothing to say.
It's sad when someone you know very well decides
to fucking die and go away.