Fallen Apart

If I sewed all the prettiest words together just for you,
Would it save us from this relentless bitter end?
Do your bloodshot eyes and harsh words mean you're sorry,
Or was that from another night alone you had to spend?

Thinking about your screwed up, self-indulged life,
It makes you angry that your death in the making, doesn't it?
Well don't blame it on me; I'll stop you before you start,
You made your own mistakes, don't put it on me one bit.

Friendships consist of more than one person that cares, so they say.
Did you ever think of anyone else from the very start?
Or just drag them along through your hell of a life,
Not taking their advice, as you slowly fall apart.

Diary entries and suicide notes scattered around your room
As you sit listening to the song we used to call ours
'Everything I ever did was all for you, all for you'
Remembering us scream those lyrics together for hours.

Those pretty words I sewed together all for you,
Have now become your daisy chain noose.
The end was more than bitter and less than heartfelt and
The nuts and bolts of our friendship have finally come loose.

** If you can think of a better title, feel free to suggest it to me. :] **