Me and you
we usest to be friends
but ya know all good things come to an end
now all we do is fuss and fight
sometimes i wish you would just get outta my sight
you think you are all bad and you think your all cool
when your hangin with all ya guys at school
how cool would it be if they knew the things i knew
i wonder if yalls friendship would be threw
i know that you are not as big and bad as you seem
believe me i can beat you at being mean
your nothin but a softy that wines alot
writein me poems tryin to make me feel bad
tryin to tell all the love that we had
you act to young to love me
so leave it at that and let me be
