You were the life you were my soul
When you found him your light turned dull

He took away the essence of your life
You put your disposable friends in the dark
He made you take lusts poisoned knife
And plunge it in my crying heart

I was just a weak shoulder for you to rest your head
It was always one of my friends you would take to your bed

You care for nothing just your deadly perfect world
Your friends are losing faith in your so called life
He will not stay with you when you’re decayed and old
He just use another to take his poisoned knife.

It will all be over a few months down the line
Will I pick up the broken pieces, sorry love not this time