i should have known how this would end
you've stopped being my friend
some things aren't worth mending
some messages aren't worth unsending

the way you walked past the door
oblivious to me writhing on the floor
from the pain that you inflicted
& all the pills that the doctor prescripted
they don't work anymore

it's not the point that i'm mad
you fucked me up pretty bad
but now it's all too late
you can forward my mail to the state
i joined the foreign legion