Everything that's going on is ******** ridiculous.
I ******** hate this and what's worse is you don't seem to care.
It's gonna end horribly, I guess I'm the only one who sees that.
No matter what I say it doesn't matter to you.
But hey, I can only help when you need me I guess.
For now I have to step back and tell myself that it's your life.
So when I look back and try to laugh, all I'll do is cry.
I might as well pull the ******** trigger by myself and end it now.
Cause now I know, that you won't help me anymore.
I guess it just doesn't mean anything to you.
But then again...did it ever?
