Disciple.

oh, when I see you together.
sickens me to my damn stomach.
all I want is a little privacy,
so why can't you want the same?

and now your damn charm's hitting me too.
is it too much to ask to be alone and happy?
your silly, ignorant, beautiful face.
stumble back on out of this town boy.

your stupid tight american smile,
laugh at something else boy.
we all know how you get around,
and it sure as hell ain't by car.

I pity you child.
isn't it funny how you have double the 'friends',
but I have quadruple the appreciation?
learn to live a proper lie, boy.

if only I was as enthralled as everyone else.
I could make the choice for you.
sure, I'll join your clique.
but take it upon yourself for once in your
easy, ignorant, heavenly life.

because without the lone betrayer,
the ultimate prophecy of life would be incomplete.