I wanna smack you upside the head
and let you know how it feels when my world goes dark
So you think I'm a freak
and I'm weak
against you and your obsession
over her depression
because she doesn't love you
she wants the one
who doesn't love her.
And so nothing matters anymore
because you aren't really here.
If there's no point in living
then there's no point in dying
so why are you lying?
to save my from myself?
Polished on a shelf
of broken hearts
All the parts
scattered around you while
you wallow in misery
Pity
You were the witty one
who cared if I wasn't there at all
to stop your fall
because you won't jump
and I won't push you
Over the edge
Where your thoughts meet your knowledge
in a whirl
and your girl
means nothing
but an old poem