|You and Me Against the World
Author: Doctor Vile PM
There's nothing that can stop a best friend from having your back. Or is there?Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Words: 313 - Published: 11-19-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2278717
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Once again we're outnumbered
With our backs against the wall.
Our defence, my hard right hard,
Your unconquerable soul.
We never let it run its course
You never sold me short;
More and more it seems that life
Is all we've ever fought.
She asked you what you're fighting for
You grinned and tipped your glass
To all the heads who beat us down
Over her immortal ass.
Hello, my best friend
Hello, my Friday night
The game's about to start again
And you're late for the fight.
Four minutes to one o'clock:
The stakes, they have unfurled.
I look at you and again I know
It's you and me against the world.
Five cards, last round, all in or bust
They don't know you'll never fold.
The lab rats said some day you'll die
But I knew you'd never grow old.
How many times were you knocked down?
How many times did she leave?
The last time I saw her was at your funeral
Next time'll be Christmas Eve.
Hello, my sparring partner
Hello, my sweet decayed.
The bar's stocked up with Southern Comfort
But they're out of lemonade.
I'm hurting bad, I'm crying blood
I'm roped and the odds are stacked
But it's alright, because I know
You'll always have my back.
My hand goes out, I'm covering up
But there's no one there to tag.
I hope they'll hit me hard enough to forget
That you're in a body bag.
It's over, mate, we lost again
Beaten but not unbowed.
They couldn't make me shout your name
At least, not out loud.
Goodbye, my true ally
Goodbye, one of our own.
I wish you were here to carry me
But now I'm all alone.