Here is to you my dearest friend.
I sit here crying...

Try to hurt me.
I dare you...

They are the enemy
and always so...

Broken toy, overused
overplayed and abused...

Sitting still, no sound.
A deafening screech across the cement...

Tell me this,
oh girl I miss...

You may think we are Pretenders and Actors
What we really are is worse...

Harvest moon
does come soon...

Coin flip me all around
until you fall on to the ground...

Blood, streaming down my arm
Its all I have left of you...

When you close your eyes,
Go to sleep forever...

Sitting all alone.
Wondering where I belong...