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I'm sick and tired

Of being hired and fired

From holding the title of being your boyfriend.

I?m starving and dying

From crying and trying

To put the puzzle back together again.



What's that, you don?t want to get in trouble?

That's okay; I'll take the blame for you again,

I mean, that's what friends are for,

Aren't you my friend?



You can't wake up once you're dead, but I'm sure you'll still find a way,

You won't feel any sorrow when I'm gone, because you'll still live on for another day.

Your cold heart made me shiver when you were in my bed, my life, and my home,

Now my world is even colder since you left me all alone.



I'm weak and aching

From you taking and breaking

All my possessions, heart, and soul.

I?m wasted and drinking

From you blinking and thinking

That you are in total control.



What's that, you don't want to get hurt?

That's okay; I'll take the bullet for you again,

I mean that's what friends are for,

I don't want our friendship to come to a sudden end.



You can't breathe once you drown, but I know you'll still find a way how,

You won't feel any sympathy for those who lost their lives for you, because you're still here right now.

Your cold blood made me frozen inside, as solid as a stone,

Now my world is getting warmer since you left me all alone.