Authors Note: This is pretty bad, I know. I just wanted to try it. It's a songfic for Snuff by Slipknot.

DISCLAIMER: Psych is not mine, as I am not worthy of it's awesomeness, and Snuff is property of Slipknot, Gods of Nu Metal.

Carlton Lassiter was a man with many secrets. Everything from his irrational fear of snow globes, (though that wasn't much of a secret now, thanks to Spencer,) to his silent approval of O'Hara and Spencer's relationship. Still, one too many can scar a man, even a man like Lassiter.

Bury all your secrets in my skin

Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins

The air around me still feels like a cage

And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage, again…

He loved O'Hara like a sister, her innocence and kindness proved an antidote for his gray and cloudy personality. He was overprotective, and he knew it, but he meant everything he had said to Spencer when he had used the polygraph. He didn't know what he would do without her chipper attitude, and her seemingly endless supply of "Carlton!" 's and advice.

So if you love me let me go.

And run away before I know.

My heart is just too dark too care.

I can't destroy what isn't there.

Deliver me into my fate.

If I'm alone I cannot hate. I don't deserve to have you…

My smile was taken long ago

If I can change I hope I never know.

Juliet O'Hara loved Shawn. And Shawn loved her. And Carlton… was Carlton. He was like her role model, her hero. When she was just out of Miami, she used to think he was invincible. She still does. Then Shawn came, and changed everything. She knew Carlton liked Shawn, even though they didn't show this at work. Lassiter was the father she never had growing up, the big brother that didn't break her heart. Juliet was never phased by his grumbling and trigger happy attitude. She just faced it with a smile, her hands on her hips.

I still press your letters to my lips

And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss

I couldn't face a life without your light

But all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight.

Shawn admired Lassie almost as much as he loved Jules. So, a lot. But he would never let that show. No, he would keep on making jokes, because in the end, that's what Shawn did. He made life seem like a joke, and lived it to it's extent. That's what Lassiter was always missing, the optimistic attitude. But Shawn thought of him as a friend, and that's what mattered in the end. He didn't care if Juliet loved him, because he knew she did. But as a friend, because he would see pineapples fly before he could picture Jules and Lassiter as lovers. Great now he was hungry. Thanks, Lassieface.

So save your breath, I will not hear.

I think I made it very clear.

You couldn't hate enough to love.

Is that supposed to be enough?

I only wish you weren't my friend.

Then I could hurt you in the end.

I never claimed to be a saint...

My own was banished long ago

It took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones

And spit your pity in my soul

You never needed any help

You sold me out to save yourself

And I won't listen to your shame

You ran away - you're all the same

Angels lie to keep control...

My love was punished long ago

If you still care, don't ever let me know

If you still care, don't ever let me know...

A/N Please don't be too cruel in reviews! (If there are any:)