Bet you thought you were the end of me. Bet you thought you had a friend in me. Our so called friendship has sunk, it's hit the rocks and it's going down down down. Water pours through the sores. There's no saving this vessel. We've hit a main artery. As it sinks to a watery grave. No more picking yous up off the floor No more picking up bottles and having to shut my mouth. Finally I can speak my truth but people always want proof. Well I'm not going to sugar coat it no more. Who needs enemies when I had frienimies. Hiding in plain sight. Isn't that right.You's never wanted me to get better. Use and abuse me then throw me away and now I feel a little bit bitter. But I'm going to be bigger and rise above it. Your friendship can shove it. Love doesn't treat people like objects or puppets. Your both a pair of fucking Muppets. No more drinking liquor or putting myself at risk. For years i helped you both wipe away your tears and to concer your fears. Well I say cheers to the bitter end my friends. Cause this ride is over and I'm doing it sober. It's funny because I always thought I wouldn't survive without you both. This must be what it feels like to achieve growth.