Ball tongue
There you are alone, with no hope of ever having something to
be proud of, something earned without begging. Yes, I know you're
a person, a person close to me. Who do think you are? You know
that you won't fool me.
Ball Tongue.
Why are you at home buried in your self-pity? Why do you insist
on making a mockery out of me? Yes, I know you're the person,
the person that took time with me. Does it give you the right
to expect your life revolves around me?
Ball Tongue.
You were my problem... (Where does our friendship end?)
You were my problem... (Where does our friendship end?)
You were my problem... (Where does our friendship end?)
You were my problem... (I'm not gonna give in)
How can you fucking doubt me? But not again...