Song is owned by Michelle Branch, not me. I don't write songs...

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"Ah, here I am! Lying in the so-called 'Center of the Universe' in bed, covering myself with these hideous gray, black and white sheets and killing my head by trying to be comfortable on this solid stone pillow."

Turn, grudge, moan, ache....Sigh...whistle, whistle, whistle....Turn.

"Sorry about that. I'm just so tired now, ever so tired....It's not much of a proper acquaintance to at last meet my audience at this point of my story, but give me a break! The end is crawling up through me, and I just don't know how to react, how to stop it, or even how to cope with the irritating little spider called a publishing deadline!"

Sigh, deep, deep breaths.....

"Here I go on now, dying, screaming, bleeding, suffering ever second closer and closer....I might as well play one last song, to explain it all, my troubles, my life, my parts, my end......Hello, my electric guitar, time to play final tunes from my metal fingers....."

No...Don't just walk away

Pretending everything's ok

and you don't care about me...

Lie...No it's just no use

When all your lies become your truths

and I don't care...yeah

Could you look me in the eye

and tell me that you're happy now?

Would you tell it to my face?

Or have I been erased?

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now?

You...took all there was to take

and Left me with an empty plate

and You don't care about it

and I...Am giving up this game

and Leaving you with all the blame

cause I don't care...

Could you look me in the eye

and tell me that you're happy now?

Would you tell it to my face?

Or have I been erased?

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now?

Did it really have

Everything you're worth

You can't always give

Something you get

You can't run away from yourself

Could you look me in the eyes

and tell me that you're happy now...

Come on tell it to my face

Or have I been erased?

Are you happy now?

Yeah yeah

Are you happy now?

"Goodbye everybody, *cough, hack* Scarlett, Master Zim, GIR, Dib, Gaz, Lard Nar, The Resisty, those Tallests, Planet Vort, every body and everything I've ever know, or killed, for that matter. I have known now, on my death bed, who my true love is, the one who truly had meant to be my love forever more, and if I could live much longer, I would have stuck on to him, living the perfect life of a peaceful Universe restored, no longer killing as an evil habit or cruel joy but as a way of protection of survival. Viva mi compa±ero de la alma, for the one that was truly set up for me, whether him be Dib or Lard Nar, is....."

Ack, ack, choke, ARRRGGGH!!!!! Stab! Drip, drip, drip.....

"Rest in piece upon thy bed, knife in Vortian hands but with Irken sense and a human mind, will you be see, Jil? Come to soothe me or to kill me? You shall arise to the heavens, love lost-ed, nevermore!"