Goin' through changes , and I figured why not write about 'em?
Every day of my life it seems like I'm losing friends
It's not my fault, shit, I'm not the one choosing ends
And sometimes I'm just like fuck it,
What's the point of friends if they're only hurting you
And in the end, it doesn't matter, they're only deserting you
They turn into little slithering snakes
And become a whole lot worse than withering lakes
Shit, maybe I shouldn't be the one poutin'
But I'm still on my rooftop, screamin' and shoutin'
I've had it with this world, I'm tired of life
I'm tired of not going on stage with a mike
I'm tired of being stuck in this cage with a spike
Not knowing if I should end this life with a knife
Maybe I'm just thinkin' too wrong
Or maybe I'm just thinkin' too right,
And maybe I don't deserve to see tonight.