You swore you'd never forget me

That we'd be friends, and you'd be there for me

Well where the Hell are you now?

All of you

A "friend" is someone who you can count on to stick around only as long as there's good times to be had and a mutual benefit

Everything's gray'er than it used to be

The only comfort is sleep, but it's never enough

Appetite fading, only a sweet tooth for the edge remains

Becoming that which I hated most for so many years

The monster need never broke free, he found a way to work his magic from within

Slowly molding me to his will

Or maybe I've been the monster all along