• Can you at least try to be a friend?
    How could you be so terrible?
    Right there is where you’re wrong;
    I see in you what you don’t.
    Somehow I once believed your lies.
    Somehow I once believed that you’re my friend.
    And now look at what’s happened?

    Karma will get you,
    As long as it’s there.
    You’ll see, eventually.

    Death would be a merciful way to punish you.
    Or a more just way would be pay-back.
    Now you should try living my life.
    Oh, maybe then you’ll see what you did to me.
    Very few of our talks end happily,
    And all the rest end with emotional fists.
    No… This can’t be it… Can it?