• Baling On a Special Someone

    It was the three of us
    The three musketeers
    Why did our friendship fade
    As our eyes are now filled with tears?

    Bailing on a Special someone
    As one truly fear
    Now there is none
    And this is how it starts

    A crowd in a place
    and one recognizes
    A familiar face

    This is when we met each other
    Remember how we met?
    This is when cosplayers
    has finally made another friend

    "Hey are you--"
    One would say out of the blue
    They weren't sure
    who she was talking about
    soon she was pointing at her

    This person was special
    It was you
    A boy peering at us
    has a sudden blush
    Before he was quiet
    He didn't have to shush

    Do you remember him?

    Soon the girl became friends
    With both him and her
    but one was unsure
    About the current relationship

    We were called the Three Musketeers
    We'd always be together
    One thought it would be forever
    and soon realize it will now be never

    A poor boy
    looking at a red haired maiden
    A musketeer
    Soon saw that it was much more
    than just friends to him

    The Musketeer
    Decided to play a game
    More has came
    Time is running out
    10:00 is when the clock stops

    Tick Tock Tick Tock
    Time is soon to fade
    Tick Tock Tick Tock
    This is such a shame

    Finally one is picked
    The one is me
    I chose the boy
    To tell us who he desires

    Poor boy has stammered
    as he shyly asked to whisper
    I gave him my ear
    To whisper his deepest thoughts

    The red head maiden
    Pryed for us to tell
    Time is running out
    "Hurry," she says "Hurry"
    I finally tell her
    Soon there goes the bell.

    Two musketeers are left
    The boy has found his Cinderella
    Cinderella has loved him

    Soon they get married
    One muskateer couldn't come
    Last minute she says she can
    But they're already man and woman

    Months has pass
    Tick Tock Tick Tock
    The Friendship soon is fading
    Tick Tock Tick Tock

    The Red haired maiden is fustrated
    The Poor boy owes the musketeer
    Soon the poor boy realizes
    that all he did was for nothing

    Tick Tock Tick Tock
    The Friendship is almost gone
    The Musketeer is the one
    who's holding the time

    Little that she realizes
    That the friendship is soon to end
    The Red haired maiden has a comment
    and now it's sent

    Everything turns around
    The Poor boy gets possessed
    By a different man
    the opposite of him

    Little bits of sand
    is falling to the other end
    One bit is left
    The friendship is almost gone

    Tick tock tick tock..

    This is when
    The friendship finally ends.