The light gives his face a halo, intensifying my ex's face strange sort of pride

I can see it because I'm sitting in the backseat of his car, on the passenger side

I can't blame him for the situation, I knew where I was being led

He and my sister were the ones that pulled me out of my dark warm bed

and into the sunlight where we sit now,

the same sunlight illuminating the face that I want so badly to hate

But my hateful fists are held back by the strong arms of Fate

Fate, who a few months ago, had us in each other's arms

Opened us to be privy to each others' charms

But that's no more

We're three feet apart, but it might as well be a million miles

And now, I'm sure my face no longer holds the same wiles

I'd like to confide in my friend, but she'd consider it a chore

 because she's my phantom limb, not my friend anymore

The reason I was in bed isn't just because I was sad

I was MAD 

I felt like throwing everything life gave me back in its face

screw the two weeks notice, I just wanted to trash the place

Because truth is that I'm lonely, for lack of a better phrase

I'm surrounded by people, but alone is how I spend my days

It's so bleak, it feels like the very air I breathe is grey

Someone once said "It's better to burn than to fade away"

But what nobody tells you is that even ash holds life

And ash sits cold and devoid, living a life filled with strife

What sucks is that life goes on, right now, in a Jeep

I'm laying in the back, and all I want to do is sleep

But the ex is asking me questions, since when do you care? 

Since you traded my red locks for her golden hair

I'm trying to wallow in my existential crisis alone 

But for some reason you decided to pick up the phone

And I guess that I'll take what life is throwing at me, if it's what I get

No matter how strange or unexpected, if a need is met

Because Life is fucking weird

and so am I