I once saw you as a dear friend I could trust

Ever since we were in our youth when we would play with our toy cars

As our dads always sold drugs, alcohol, guns, killed guys that got out of line, as they must

So we can have a good life like the rich guys who smoke cigars

We used to have fun being in our rooms

Pretending like we got robbed or chased deranged assassins

Or how having swordfights with old brooms

And then one time when we fought the devil over minor sins

Yeah, we used to watch a lot of old westerns and horror shows

We used to watch marathons for shows like Star Trek and Doctor Who

We used to always talk together about our highs or lows

Always talking about stuff we enjoyed to do

So when you did this

When we got old

I felt like I drowned in the Great Abyss

Feeling so deathly down and cold

When you left me there

Taking all the money, all the jewelry, all of it

You instead left me without a single care

Not even just a little bit

I have always helped you when you almost got in trouble

When you almost get caught

When you get stuck in shit like rubble

When you forget somethings that we steal that don’t mean a lot

Why? Why leave me?

So you don’t get trapped and use that money to save that woman you love so much

That selfish, manipulative whore named Brie

Who you are so blindly in love with because of her “touch”

She’s a whore, George, not even a nice one

You know you deserved better than her

But, no, being actually loved is not important, it’s about hitting that home-run

That you love so much, just something you love to stir

You abandoned me after saying that you’ll never leave me until you died

Despite all the joy, love, friendship we had

All the fears we faced, all the tears we cried

All the good times, along with all the bad

All comes to this

To you getting stuck with that witch, and me behind bars

Being treated like crap and smelling like piss

Always having bruises, wounds and scars

I feel like a dumb-ass for ever trusting you

Even when I frankly should not

I feel like I have nothing left to do but stay stuck in my pain and stew

Even when I would not

I want to get back at you, George, for what you did

I’ll get you and your fiendish love when I’m free

And when I say that, I don’t kid

You both will end up here to suffer, like me

I’m hurt

What else is there to say, to do?

I feel like absolute dirt

All I want to do is just ruin you