Life?

I’ll tell you one more time,
I’m sitting here again.
At another dead end road,
and another bitter end.
Because it’s not me, it’s you this time.
I’m telling the truth my dear.
I will never smile again
unless you cut me from ear to ear.
You were the siren, you were the whore,
you were everything I feared.
But mark my words, I’ve gone insane,
so you’d best fear me dear.
“This hurts me too, this hurts me too,
please don’t get me wrong.”
Of course it hurts, it always hurts.
So here’s your fucking song.
“This wasn’t meant to be,
we’re better off as friends.”
I guess I’m better off alone,
better off at my witts end.
So just wait, for soon,
you’ll see a different side of me.
The side you dread, the side you fear,
the side no one else will see.
You’d better not ask for forgiveness,
you’d better not even glance.
You’d better beg for sympathy,
you’ve already had your chance.