Pulled you out from your inner hell
When you weren’t yourself
Do you feel guilty for acting so dreary?

Now it’s all changed
Was it in vain?
I hope you feel empty and constantly miss me

Spit your lies, I’ll bite your bait
Another one of my fatal traits

Now you’re dead to me

You say we’re friends then leave me for dead
No sentiment, what more could I expect?

Pulled you out from your inner hell
Said you loved me but you weren’t yourself