Paroles de 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 you think you are? What more do you want from me?
Why are you at home, buried in your own self pity?
Why do you insist on ripping the life clean 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 to revolve around me?
You were my brother.
Where does our friendship end?
I'm not going to give in.
How can you fuckin doubt me, but not again.
You are such a fucking whore...