Both of us know how the story goes. Right?The Crucifixion of Jesus Christ; Well,When I ask you, your smile shines like the light;Even as a friend, we are parallel Until we are not, until you left me;You betray me like a Judas, for wealth;You want me back, but now I sting like bee;You now track my media. Who can tell; You thought, but I can tell from your look;You remorse from your laugh, anger in your tone;You're don't apologize from those you took;This is why I remove you from my phone; I don't need to fancy my mask, angel;All I need is to be faithful, stranger;