No coming back from this one.
You're going to burn for this.
It's crazy how it all works out.

I bear the bad news, friend.
I'm finished with shaking your bloody hand.


I'm pulling wings off of flies.
I know it's typical, but, hey, I want to watch something kick.
I'm wishing it was you.

You're a dozen a dime.
Is it a crime I lost faith in you when every day I bleed black and blue?


Who needs enemies with friends like these?

You're just a dealer of lies, so pathological.

Hey, you might as well sell them cheap.
It's called supply and demand.
You're a dozen a dime.

Is it a crime I lost faith in you when every day I bleed black and blue?
Who needs enemies with friends like these?


...To weigh down on me and wear me out?

You're a dozen a dime.

Is it a crime is lost faith in you?
You wasted my time.
Is it a crime I lost faith in you when every day I bleed black and blue?

Who needs enemies with friends like these?