Faking The Band

It's over and done.
I count the day before I'm giving up this time
It's ruined me. The antidote is clear.

My guess you won't
Care to publicise the eulogy this time.
And I doubt you'll even miss me when I'm gone.

Fell runner up
To the world that's left me smiling on my grave
When there's no one left to hear apologies.

Shouldn't expect
For anyone to care to hear my final breath.
Cause I'm no one, and I'm worthless in your worthless mind.

I tried to change it all.
But I can't find a friend in you or anyone,
When I've never meant a thing to you at all.