Where once we loved and twisted free,
House we bought by lonely tree,
Lives we thought were bound by fate,
Now I feel just your dead weight,

Lifted you, your mother too,
Gave you lives shiny new,
When it was too much to take,
Attached to me, you stayed dead weight,

I would give anything,

To go back,

And I would do anything for you,

So that I never met you,

You have left my life in ruins,
Walking cancer, through and through,
There will never be a sickness,
Quite as bad as meeting you,

Where once it was,
I would kill for a date,

Now afar, you are nothing, but dead weight.