I'm not some one you can just use like a rag-doll.
I'm human and I'm pretty sure I have a soul to call my own.
I never lied about my feelings for you, but you really don't give a rat's behind because I'm behind your mind, never in your eyes.
I'm gone, *poof*, just vanished in to thin air like Plankton being flicked out of Mr. Crab's nose hair.
I'm a funny dude, right?
But I had my soul taken away.
Ask me how I'd rather die.
Go ahead don't be ashamed.
'Cause to tell you the truth - I'm already dead.