seventy times seven.

I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would and now I know I wanna kill you like only a best friend could, everyone's caught onto everything you do.

Don't apologize, I hope you choke and die. Say you need to pray if you wanna go to heaven, never tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell.

Is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with, cause I've seen more spine in a jellyfish, I've seen more guts in 11 year old kids. Have another drink and drive yourself home, I hope there's ice on all the roads and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt and again when your head goes through the windshield. Is that what you call tact? Cause you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back, so let's end this call and end this conversation. Is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with, cause you left the frays from the ties you severed when you say best friends means friends forever.