I should have listened when you told me, "You will end up like him."
I won't hang from the ceiling or put a bullet in my brain.
I can't wait to see what happens when I tear your world to shreds.
Your mistakes, they will haunt you for the rest of your days.
You swear to yourself that you don't hear a sound
but tonight is not a night that you'll soon forget.
At least that's how it seems to me, and how it has since the beginning.
You're a liar, your a cheat, and a fucking fake.
He's back from the grave to make everything right.
Aren't you glad you left off the light?
A choice so simple could have cost you your life.
You fucking show that nobody knows truth lies with him. Secrets decompose.