Don't ever talk to me
Don't ever breathe my name
I'm so sick and tired
Of your childish little games
You never really cared for
Anything other than yourself
Everyone around you
Was sat high up on a shelf
They were there to be forgotten
Because you never really cared
Way deep down inside of you
Is someone who is scared
But it doesn't really matter
How your life is run
Because in the end you will be
The lost and lonely one
