• When I look at the stars at night

    I feel like your soul is miles and miles away

    and I can't do anything to bring you with back

    you've changed your colors and mine have erased

    your smile has tuned to a cold frown

    and your eyes no longer shine as they did on the I first saw you

    It would be easier if I could learn to hate you

    so that I don't have to worry about you again

    so that I don't have to look at you kill yourself little by little

    If I could have done something to stop the poison from spreading

    I would have fought to protect this great bond of friendship

    That you so intentionally destroy into little pieces

    It would be easier if I could hate you

    because once you've drank from the hands of evil

    Its really hard to go back