Tick
Tick
Tick

Words and little things start to build up
More things happen
A temper begins to rise
Confrontation

Tock
Tock
Tock

People clam to share your feelings
Then you voice how you feel to the offender
Suddenly, you find yourself standing alone
The others left your side
The offender confronts them
They say they never felt that way

Tick
Tick
Tick

You're made a fool of
And reminded why you try hard not to trust
Friendships are best kept where they can be ended with a click
Being pursued when all that's needed is time to calm down
Your opponent is fighting like a child, throwing names of other people into the fight
When you didn't pull anyone's names into it

Tock
Tock
Tock

It was most likely going to happen
But the breaking point came too soon
You can hear the cocking of the gun echo throughout the room and halls
The trigger gets pulled, but it's an empty click

Click
Click
Click

It's cocked and loaded, but the gun just won't fire
Something broke along the way
Maybe a pin or a spring
Or maybe the finger on the trigger is too weak

Tock
Tock
Tock

Cowardly?
Something broke my self-defense
Is it cowardly when you can't fend for yourself for a little while?
Doesn't everyone reach a time in their life when they still want to fight, but they just don't have it in them?

Click
Click
Click

Don't offer me something
Then hold it over my head if I accept
Friendships like these aren't worth their weight in gold
Because money shouldn't be used to buy friends
I would've been your friend even without everything
Just because you give me something, doesn't mean you own me
It doesn't mean I should be made to feel guilty because I accepted what was offered

Bang
Bang
Bang

The gun fired, but it wasn't as powerful as I hoped it'd be
I still feel like I'm not being heard
And yet, I get this feeling that you don't really care