I'm at my so called friend's wedding.
I can't even blame him for what he's done
After all we're half a year through it now
And I'm much worse off.
It makes you think.
At the time it was sacrilege to condone or even sympathize but here I am
He's a Saint next to me but no one knows or ever can.
I'd rather die than put anyone through that again.
It's pointless anyway when you try to think
There's no good **** reason why I should be trying but here I am not throwing in the towel quite yet regardless of what it looks like on the outside.
Barely alive but I guess still kicking.
I don't know how it's all gonna pan out from here but I've faced most of my fears already
Isn't that enough?