Faith City Fiasco Space Peanut
So long and so much for this headache that you call friendship,
you're too naive to realize that I'm through pulling knives from my spine.
It's not the end of the world, it’s a stupid game we play.
I tried to give you it all and you simply spit it in my face.
Insomnia, I'm not sleeping but I'm not awake.
Heartache is something I've learned just to ignore.
I’m washing my hands cause I’m through trying to work things out with you,
you’re a waste of my time 'cause you're f..cking fake and you’ll never change.
