she came to me when she killed him

she came to me when she killed him
trying to get some consolation
she'd given him the drugs
and that'd caused his condemnation
he'd not lasted long
the drugs took their toll
eventually he took too many
they found him in a bathroom hole
she seemed to be quite sad
but i didn't really buy it
after awhile i grew quite mad
and i drove down and let her have it
she shot up in front of me
using the drug that killed my friend
that seemed like an affront to me
and my cordiality came to an end
i let her have it, i opened up
i didn't hold anything back
and she didn't have much to say
she'd given up that was that
now she hides in damiens home
living with his parents
she's a shade of herself and pitiful as hell
her true weakness quite apparent
she prayed on weak people to keep her happy
and didn't mind about casualties
vivek wasn't the first and might not be the last
but you can count be free of she
now i find myself in pain
as i reflect over past mistakes
i couldn't believed i consoled the girl
who killed my friend for goodness sakes
but i was putty in her hands the master manipulater
i was taking what i could get
like kirby the killer had me bent over backwards
and my pains really made a dent
but after songs and soul searching and typage
i got some thoughts across
i figured out some things about
this massive horrible mess
and now i feel she's junk and trash
and something i want no part of
she can take her stash someplace else
because she's burned her bridges, gov