Killing yourself with coolness:

You think it's cool
to sit and smoke,
to drink until you're drunk,
and sniff til you choke.

I sit here and look at you,
while the drugs eat you away,
and eat out your heart,
each and every single day.

One day you'll get sick,
and fall down to the ground,
you'll be seeing the depths of hell,
my God, you're confound

Im sick of the way you've been acting,
Im sick of you being vain,
Im sick of you thinking you're better,
when really you should be ashamed!!

Your 2 little children are stuck with their Mum,
they never ever see their Dad!,
they think you've been on holiday,
when really, they'll never see the Dad
that they used to have.

You'll never reach to be forty,
if you carry on the way you are now,
you should of thought of a job and career,
before you started this behaviour,
that your parents wouldn't allow.

I'm sure of it, that you should change,
because your own wife is beginning to think,
Where is that man, that I once loved?
My hearts beginning to sink...

Should I stop you now, or leave you to die,
I just can't bare to think,
that if you're lost in mind, getting high,
then you are bound to do more than smoke and drink.

So i've made up my mind, im leaving you,
to rethink all that you've done,
its your turn now to look after yourself,
im just a friend thats tried to help,
but you've won.

Your killing yourself with coolness,
You sit there, with a drunken grin,
Your coughing, and spluttering,
with a beer can, in one hand and no heart anymore, within.