Alrighty then, just a quick note. I like to use the chorus at least once, and then not use it for the rest of the fic. Repeating it gets really... annoying, and it doesn't make as much sense when it's so long and tedious.

I do not own Naruto or Three Days Grace.

Your bottle's almost empty. I watch in near agony as you sit right in front of me, dying… Dying in a way. Your blood runs down your skin, and I can just smell the metallic flavor…

"You know this can't go on." I say, bitterly, "I've hurt you enough this time."

Your eyes roll up at me, but I see nothing in them. Just complete nothingness.

"… Because of you, my mind is always racing." I quiet down. You look back down, and I sigh. Your not going to come back, are you?

The needles' breaking your skin… It's a terrible sight to behold, watching you suffer, but I have no other options. I shouldn't just leave you here, and I'm not going to kill you. The scar is sinking in.

I thought you had finally regained yourself. I really did, especially after all of those times we fought… Fought to the death. Your hand around my throat, and my fist in your stomach. After all the times we tore each other down to bare, I honestly thought you would have seen what you've become… But I guess that was just another stupid hope. A hope that is pointless in caring for.

And now your trip begins. I close my eyes, and turn around. It's too late now, and I don't even have to be where I am. I have my whole village to return to, you have nothing. But it's all over for you.

"When you're on the edge and falling off," I begin, leaving, "It's all over for you."

I know what runs through your blood. You sicken me in the way that you live your life. You do this all in vain. I hate to even think about you, and it's worse when you're not even bothering to think about any of us. We've tried so hard to bring you back, but you've always escaped us, and then tried to… No more. Because of you my mind is always racing, and it gets under my skin.

I hear a faint moan, but I ignore it. I'm not going to care what happens to you, anymore. After every single terrible thing you've done to us, to them, I want you to be punished in a way that suits you. To see you giving it…

And now your trip begins, but it's all over for you.

I pass under the stars, in all of their gleaming radiance. The sheer cold is enough to get my attention, but I still continue onward. I can manage.

I hear a faint scream.

And now you're dead inside… I pause for a moment. Something inside is telling me this is wrong.

"My promise." I breathe out, able to see my breath in the cold air.

Still you wonder why…

Silence.

I blink, and turn around. A horrible sensation came over me as I raced back to you. Except, it wasn't you anymore. You were gone.

It's all over.