Life comes full circle,
Find me a friend and I'll know he was dreamt up,
Present yourself but don't resent yourself,
And I'll leave like I should have.

How did you smile my way still heating up inside,
For nothing.

Why not hide the truth in a whisper,
When it rings clear over lies cried from others?
Masks you cannot see through, hiding what they do,
Spinning contempt faster, dizzying the senses,
You believed these soothsayers?
These truth slayers manufacturing hatred.

Days when all you had to say was "I know him too well"
died with this friendship.
This penmanship smeared with misery's dark marks,
I never knew when you cried you really meant it.

It hurts,
This burns, life turns, I yearn to know
Your heart found my rhythm once more.
Hold my hands and find no feeling:
Senses stolen.

How did this turn upon me?
How could you have hid this, slid this through my back.
Look to the eyes that hide deceit and lies,
And know they're your new home.

This taste comes dry like a sickness,
Don't worry, you are already dead to me.

Sing me a song wrapped in rhythm,
Shock me with this news heard from another,
I know I gave this friendship free of charge,
So why still turn around and sell me?

This dreamt up notion was what you couldn't tell me,
It comes full circle, heaven to hell,
See?

I guess I can't even say I lost a friend,
And it's the sore spots that let them find me an end.
I still miss you, take hatred with you six feet under,
Letting love's rain cleanse me, this time I caught its thunder.