I'm not gonna lie,
I'm tired of it all.
This hurt and life,
the goodbyes to all.

But what you don't see,
is who I am.
What I try to do,
for a twisted man.

I know I've made,
a few wrong turns.
Said some wrong thungs,
and caused some hurt.

But you act like,
I'm only blaming you.
Well here's a newsflash,
I'm at fault too.

I know this,
I am not ashamed.
I can take the hurt,
and part of the blame.

But it's not all me,
for you've caused hurt too.
Don't blame it all,
on what I do.

I'm truely sorry,
for what I said.
I was hurt and confused,
it was not meant.

But the words you used,
the names you called.
Naming me fat,
saying it's my fault.

Those crucial words,
you call me all the time.
But when I finally say them back,
the fault is all mine.

I'm ready to say I'm sorry,
that what I said was wrong.
But you need to accept,
some of the fault.

You claim you tried to help,
but where the hell were you?
When I needed a shoulder,
someone to talk to.

When my neighbours keyed our truck,
spray painted the plates.
When I was down on my knees,
knocking on heaven's gates.

Crying out to the heavens,
just give me one last chance.
I'm trying to mend,
all the broken hands.

I gave to you my heart,
about a year ago.
I promised forever,
I never let you go.

But I'm ready to move on,
and I'm ready to let go.
Our friendship, though, honey,
is what means the most.

The knife I carried long,
that was stuck into my back.
It's sitting on a shelf,
holding all of what I lacked.

I'm picking myself up,
up from off of the ground.
All by myself,
what I lost is now found.

You've been there for me,
well over a year.
You've held me very close,
you've wiped away my tears.

So this, I ask you, friend,
would you maybe just consider.
Walking down with me,
so we can both be winners.

To talk down by the water,
of all was said and done.
So this battle can be burried,
for both us it's won.

Because I'll never go away,
so long as I'm alive.
We live in the same town,
same friends help us survive.

What good will it ever do,
to keep this battle at war?
It won't be right, right away,
but it has to start somewhere.

We're not only hurting each other,
but everyone around.
I've picked myself up mostly,
but I'm still half on the ground.

Somet things need to start,
to fall back into place.
I'm washing off the makeup,
creating a new face.

I ask you to be there,
I apologize how long.
It took for me to come back,
when I was so far gone.

The house of cards we built,
it may have fallen down.
But it's time for a new chapter,
let's blow away this town.

This time we start over,
and we can be just friends.
There's a lot still in our futures,
but I refuse to give in.

We fight, that's what we do,
we're honest with eachother.
But when it comes down to it,
we're best friends forever.

I tell you when you're being,
a aggorgant *******.
You tell me when I'm being,
a pain in your ***, which.

Is quite often, I know,
but one thing to remember.
We're forever in this life,
almost always together.

For ourselves and everyone else,
it would just be better.
To resolve this mess,
work on friends forever.

Forever will always have,
a special place in my heart.
May we'll just be friends,
or very far apart.

You're the guy I want there,
a bestie at my side.
Something we can work on,
and always keep in mind.

When life gets really rough,
I want to know something good.
Is coming in the distance,
working like it should.

So please let's just try,
to work things out together.
Let's work on being now,
best friends forever.

The picture in the mirror,
what do you see?
The anger pain and scars,
revolving around me.

A friend who knows the truth,
but she always goes against.
When I ask her one thing,
she goes around the fence.

I'm shaking and crying,
but she doesn't seem to care.
When I need to talk to her,
she's hardly ever there.

She makes me question words,
and her every action.
Was it really meant?
or for his satisfaction?

How can I even trust,
someone who goes behind.
My back is bleeding buckets,
he carries a heart that's mine.

But it doesn't seem to matter,
and no one seeems to care.
They merely look away,
as my "best friends" stand a tear...