Out Of Line

How could you try to make amends?

When all you do is make my happiness end?

When the words you speak

Is your effort to keep, what you made broken

You’re so soft spoken and your intentions are poor

I don’t know anymore

Repeat this to yourself

“I have to keep my enemies closer than my friends

But all of my friends are my enemies

And this will be my end”

I don’t know anymore

This may be my end

How dare you think you can ask me for more?

As you throw my heart against the floor

And the floorboards began to rot

And no, the pain just won’t stop

How dare you think you can ask me for more?

You claim you’re proud of being the bigger man?

Well sadness will drown you

With your feet in quicksand

Roots of hope have once wrapped around my brain

Next, they decayed

Because you planted a seed, and it made me insane

I’m not trying to play these games

Or else I’ll be forced to decide your fate

Once upon a time

I could’ve called you my friend

But now I am your enemy

But now I’m your enemy

I am your end

So called fucking friend