Out Of Line

How could you try to make amends?
When all you do is make my happiness end?
When the words you speak
Is your effort to keep, what you made broken
You’re so soft spoken and your intentions are poor
I don’t know anymore

Repeat this to yourself

“I have to keep my enemies closer than my friends
But all of my friends are my enemies
And this will be my end”

I don’t know anymore
This may be my end

How dare you think you can ask me for more?
As you throw my heart against the floor
And the floorboards began to rot
And no, the pain just won’t stop
How dare you think you can ask me for more?

You claim you’re proud of being the bigger man?
Well sadness will drown you
With your feet in quicksand
Roots of hope have once wrapped around my brain
Next, they decayed
Because you planted a seed, and it made me insane
I’m not trying to play these games
Or else I’ll be forced to decide your fate

Once upon a time
I could’ve called you my friend
But now I am your enemy
But now I’m your enemy
I am your end

So called fucking friend