A/N: What happens when you lose friends, are in an extremely guilty frame of mind, and just spent the last half hour crying while talking to one of the only friends you have left? This does.

I'm g.u.i.l.t.y and ready... just bring me the noose... I have nothing to lose, nothing to lose. (I'm oh-so-sorry for being me)

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Here's a blank sheet for all I've done to me
Here's my last pride- my apologies.
For all that I've done, nothing to defend,
I'm sorry for thinking you were ever my friend.

It's allmyfault and I'll take all the blame,
No problem at all, I can handle the shame
I'm just as weak as you take me to be
I cry and I die for what you'll never see.

You used to be right here... but now you're gone
I thought that you cared, well, I guess I thought wrong
I needed you so bad but you don't understand
How hard it is to meet all these demands

All the expectations I can never live up to
And all the temptations I always give up to
Don't worry- I don't need you anyway
I can deal with the pain, 'cause I die every day.