Will you remember me?
Will you be there...
I sit on a thrown of lies.
My Allies being only spies...
He will have to learn, I know,
that all men are not just...
I'm done caring for a World
that only spits in my face...
This is for all the wrongs you've done by me
Your time's run out...
No matter how hard you try,
The tears don't stop...
What is a friend?
I've asked myself this...
As I sit here wondering what to do
I slowly lose my mind...
Feeling ignored and neglected
Seeing you talking to then ignoring me...
We both had little pieces of matching thread
on our wrists...
I'll meet you under the cherry tree
There I will show you the real me...
You burned that Bridge,
And you're left now with the ashes...