Your grip is too hard,
I even dropped your greeting-card.I feel your nails piercing my skin,
But I won't let you win.It's bleeding like hell,
I don't feel well.Let me go, I hate doing this,
I'm only doing it four you, miss.I only feel loneliness,
What keep me alive is your happiness.I know,
that being friends with you is impossible,
And this feeling,
is just straight horrible.I've always liked you,
Why? I don't have a clue.I try to leave, I'm done doing this,
But all of a sudden you kiss.It feels amazing,
My lip is blazing.My job is done here,
I'm cracking open a cold beer.Finally you are okay and feeling happy,
Not like that night when I found you in the alley.