It's funny

Well, Mr. Liar here we are once again,
you still don't speak to me, can we even be considered friends?
I remember the day you told me you'd never love another.
And here I am thinking of the time when we had each other.
There are a ton of things on my mind, that are eating at my brain.
It's driving me mad, and you're the one to blame.
You're slick, you're sweet, you're charming.
You're a hypocrite in disguise.
How on earth could I have been so dumb as to believe in all your convincing lies?
I think it's funny how you've passed judgement on others of which you aren't too keen, without making sure the fingers that you've pointed were clean.