A tale of false friends
And that fateful spring
About laughter and joy
And that painful thing
A tale of my fam'ly
And a tale of trust
A story of pleasure
And one of disgust
It was early April
We met near the zoo
Such a nice day
And the sky was so blue
You told me of Heaven
You told me of joy
You asked me to trust you
Wish I've noticed that ploy
You earned my trust
Over the time
Like Bonnie and Clyde we
Were partners in crime
You got me syringes
You got me the stuff
And I felt great and
no task felt too tough
I wanted to quit and
I believed I could
It was too hard for me
It just felt too good
I asked you to help me
But you just stood by
I couldn't believe it
You left me to die
Everyday determined by
Needle, powder, pill
My days grew more lonely
My days grew more still
Then I met them and
I got back my soul
I hoped for a new life
A life that you stole
I wanted to quit and
I believed I could
They dragged me deeper into it
Deeper than you ever could
Again, April it was
I could see the zoo
Where all nearly ended
Because of you