Deadly tendencies (fuenciado)

Day 12

I quit the band.

I can't stop the thoughts in my head. They make it hard for me to concentrate on the chords I'm supposed to strum.

Tony yelled at me.

Mike cried.

You said nothing.

I gave our tour manager my jar of guitar picks and told him to give them to fans at meet and greets. He agreed and gave me a hug.

I gave tony my newest bass. He smashed it on the practice room floor.

I gave mike my Mickey Mouse ear piece that I use on tour. He kissed my cheek and hugged me right.

I would have given you something, but you already have my heart and that's enough.

Isn't it?