Worthless;
No point to dream...

Beginning of the story
we were best friends...

She sits and cries,
"Does he still love me?&quot...

We were good friends,
there was nothing wrong...

Crying out poison
dripping down my face...

Death running in my veins.
Suddenly going insane...

Over our jokes
Over our songs...

Bloodless tears
and blackened hearts...

He left me blinded
with blacks and the reds...

To drown your life
and forget your friends...

One painkiller!
Won't hurt a bit...

You love her,
&& you don\'t love me...