This game of hide-and-seek is getting pretty old.
They told me you were gone, where the hell did you run off to?
Well just please come back.
I've been wasting away, running memories through my head. Wondering where you went?
How did we come to this?
Where are you? I need my friend.
I should have told you what you meant.
I've been wondering where the fuck I was when you walked away, and you left me here.
I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me because now I need you. I swear I won't let a friend go out like this ever-again.
I swear I will be here when you get home, oh god never again.
This can't really be the end, I wish I told you what you meant.
Please, just make it out alive.
But with this path you've chosen there's no turning back.
In the end if it's what you wanted, I'll have to live with that.
I could have told you more what you meant to me, but it wouldn't change a god damn thing.
Because now I stand here right in front of you, separated by the boards of wood.
As they pile dirt on top of you, of course I forgive you, I just wish I understood.
Just get my friend out of that box!