You don't need me anymore.
I'm a useless object, a simple bore.
So i wonder could you kill me to even the score?

I'm not enought to entertain.
I'm a bother to you when you talk to your friends that are main.
I'm nothing, i'm no-one and i know you think the same.
I'm dull and pointless like a pencil point that's lame.

I can't enjoy the things you do.
I can't understand the difference between old and new.
I guess though that you already knew.
My chances of our friendship;
Are they blew?