I'm not your lover, I'm not your friend
I wrote your epitaph with an opposite hand
No, not the helping hand you fondly spoke of
But four itchy trigger fingers and a sore thumb
Not quite the scum of the earth
But pretty close though
An open book behind a closed door
Ain't I the bitter end?
I'm not your boss man, I'm not your bread winner
I'm just a hopeless, godless sinner
I'm not a voice from your rock on your island
Only the cold-hearted deafening silence
Not quite the scum of the earth
But pretty close though
An open book behind a closed door
Ain't I the bitter end?
I'm not your lover, I'm not your friend
Ain't I the bitter end?
Ain't I the bitter end?
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