I want to go in a blaze of glory,
my picture in the psper,
with a small covering story
on the next page a eulogy by my mum,
a little praise for her little boy,
the one that she called son
so if that leaves you lonely,
well you brought it on yourself,
you never even trusted me,
when I said there was no one else
no disrespect intended,
but the faewell won't be fond,
for the love it died,
each time you lied
an ever weakening bond

and now it's time to say goodbye to you,
and all the pain you put me through
if you were a friend,
you'd be there when I needed you
everything is closing in,
I try to talk but where to begin
one final sigh, my last goodbye
engulfing flames, I close my eyes

I think of you as the heat consumes me,
as I lose you to another guy,
you lose me for eternity
torment and tears from another wasted year,
conscious of the way I felt,
you blamed me for the cards you dealt
never even told me,
what you claimed that i'd done wrong
just made me feel unwelcome,
said we couldn't carry on
you always got so caught up,
in your ideals of perfection,
never even realised,
you'd bought a misconception

as the burns higher,
I look at my past
what a shame to think you'll miss me,
that i'll get the last laugh
why was it that I loved you,
when you treated me that way
the question stays unanswered now,
on this my final day
as I come to end my life now,
I look back with no regrets
it wasn't me who was guilty,
of the friendship being wrecked
you had no comprehension
or you should have spoken up
for your bitter words, I always heard
louder than those