but i just can't believe him.
ever the optimistic one, i'm sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy.
so, wake up and face me.
don't play dead cuz maybe someday i will walk away and say,
"you dissapoint me. maybe you're better off this way."
leaning over you here cold and catatonic,
I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been.
it's your right and your ability to become my perfect enemy.
go ahead and play dead, i know that you can hear this.
go ahead and play dead, why can't you face me?
you fuckin dissapoint me.
passive aggressive bullshit.