She had a beautiful smile
And eyes that drove me wild...
While I was wading through the contradictions
I chanced upon my friends making predictions...
I can remember waiting for my turn to pass.
When eyeballing some new pretty young lass...
I had the right to remain silent.
But things were different then...
When we were proud; You were my friend.
Our love was loud; We would both defend...
I tried to hear the voices.
But now they just ignore...
God, why wouldn't they let me die?
They couldn't see that I had pride...
You have my heart on a hook.
Dangling like bait untook...
They were all driving me quite mad.
And it was really making me so sad...
Friend, I couldn't get in touch with you, today.
But I liked what your voice messenger had to say...
Happy divorce day; You are still alive.
Just imagine all that you have survived...
I know now she isn't interested in me.
She is addicted like me to the fantasy...