Eulogy For The Used

You dragged me along for the ride
And created a side car when you involved her
This isn't a race, this isn't a game
This isn't anything anymore

We've felt heaven on each others fingertips
And together we've experienced hell through society
While I'm busy being proven wrong by the world
You're still out there, clinging onto her ghost

I hope you drown in this space you've created
No fate would suit your kind better
Pushing buttons and pulling strings
This is your final warning