we'll sing a chorus

=3

you're the worst.

you even made your little buddy leave.

your little friend.

who isn't even real.

haha.

and, who's that losers name?

oh yeah, josh.

you can't keep anyone around can you.

they all think you're too weird.

too insane.

well too bad.

you'll never find anyone.

anyone to love.

trust.

it's hard saying those words.

because it's all fake, you know that?

life is a lie.

you're a lie, tyler.

"wake up." i say.

he wakes up from his whimpering and crying. his cheeks are tear stained, his hands are red from straining them, and he continues to cry.

"hope," he says to me in between his delicate, small sobs.

"hope i need to see you please."