Fuck You

you don't care what i have to say
because you don't care period
and i'm not going to stand up
and be your precious white knight
no matter how much moral support
i have behind me

see, you buried yourself
and you can't dig yourself out
and you want help, so much help
but all you've got in return is hate

death pumps heavy through your veins

see, i don't ask for any restitution
but i can't consider you anymore
for every little scrap i try to save myself
to simply survive the night

see, i'm not old
but i'm just as tired
and i'm tired of crying over
your already corpse still in spasms

if you're going to die
go die in some hole where
i won't have to hear it
and cheer up in your final complacency
knowing i was just as screwy as you
just in different places