It's been so long since we spend time together, nonetheless spoke to one another. You were smiling so happily, or so I believed. But I suppose I was wrong. I guess you were right, I could never read you, I'm just a messed up crack head waiting to get high again. I'm just useless. Even now, that phrase is magnified.
You go off talking about "I'm all alone" or "My friends will forget me". Well, what do you want? I'm here, saying "I'm your friend" or "I'll be here for you". No, I'm just shut down like a defective ride at the fair. I'm thrown out like a penny in the rain. I tried so hard, I asked you countless of times. "Oh do you want t