You call me

And im not there for

Im not only

Some one to care for

You

Baby 

Do 

I still

Make 

You sick

My mind is made up

Im not suffering 

Iv broken free of

Your stone heart and

Im

Not

Still

Waiting 

For you

 

 

But from the bottom of my heart i hope you disappear 

If you hate me babe then why are you still hear

Iv got a little bit of reason and this is what iv learned so

If the good die young then baby youre immortal 

 

Im not sure exactly what your made of

Coal and steel is the guess that iv came up

Hell yeah im mad at the womb that you came from

Well if the good die young then yeah you are immortal