I could say, a million nice words
and you’d find a way, to twist them
you just can’t seem to live your life
unless you’re playing the victim
you’re always saying, that things are your fault
so your friends, will tell you they’re not
you feed off the energy, we use to convince you
as part of your manipulation plot
you try so hard, to cause a storm
in the sunniest, of weather
which is why, the relationships that you form
will never last forever
you drive the people, that love you away
for a purpose, you’d never mention
a sickening method, you choose to use
in your desire, for more attention
but take a good look, around you now
at the relationships, you have left
would anyone there, take a bullet for you
from the ones, that you have kept
when the dust settles and the smoke is clear
take a look at who’s still standing there
the irony will be, they’re just like you
and not a single one of them cares
there’s not a single person, within that room
that will serve, your evil purpose
they’re just as sick and twisted as you
and when you really need them, they’re worthless.