Not By Myself

I didn't do this all by myself You helped to create this hell. It was suppose to be you and me Meth came along and that made three Your body was physically here Losing you emotionally is what I feared Busy on the phone is how you stayed Resentment built stronger everyday Taking another hit out this pipe While being alone every night Getting high with you was once fun But now I think I'm about done Losing our kids and a place to stay By smoking this ice we gave it all away!