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Don’t get me wrong, I am not blaming you
I'm sure nothing was the best that you could do
All your words, empty promises of “I will be there”
When the tide came, you couldn’t even begin to care
I have come to the Island of the Dead
To bury the one
Who, I thought, was a friend
To bury an empty coffin is the hardest way to say "goodbye"
It's quite a fitting picture though for your friendship it was hollow inside
If you don't care to have me in your busy and happy life, then don't you dare say that you love me.
Go and tell that shit to your wife.