Help me breathe,

Help me believe,

You seem really glad that I am sad.

You are not my friend,

I cannot pretend that you are.

You made it sting,

Your voice is ringing,

Just like the boys who laughed at me in school.

You are not my friend,

I cannot pretend anymore.

You found a place,

No one should ever go.

I'll be ok,

'cause when I back away,

I'm gonna keep the handle of your gun in sight.