Pulled you out from your inner hell When you weren’t yourself Do you feel guilty for acting so dreary? Now it’s all changed Was it in vain? I hope you feel empty and constantly miss me Spit your lies, I’ll bite your bait Another one of my fatal traits Now you’re dead to me You say we’re friends then leave me for dead No sentiment, what more could I expect? Pulled you out from your inner hell Said you loved me but you weren’t yourself