I found you where I knew you would be
Laying on the floor of the nearest shooting gallery
Needle lying on the floor beside you
The rancid smell of vomit is in the air,
I can barely breathe

I can’t stand to look at you
You reek with the stench of death
I see you breathing,
But the smell is still the same
(Maybe it isn’t you)

I don’t know how to help you anymore
I don’t know how to stop you from ending up here again
I see you wrestle you demons
I want to fight them for you
I’ve beaten them before

Sometimes I want to take that needle from you
And stick it into my own arm
Maybe it would finally kill one of us
You know I’d do anything for you
But I don’t think I can do this for much longer

Will I find you first the next time
Or will is be death waling through that door
How can you do this to yourself,
To us
I don’t know who you are anymore

So, I’m going to leave you here
To sleep in this filth
Because I know you’ll never change
And I won’t let you bring me back to this dark place that I know all too well,
I can’t go back to that (life)