A broken heart shattered glass
a million pieces the present so much like the past
try to move on but cant escape
the problems i continuosly seem to face
1 2 3 counting the guys
4 5 6 counting your lies
these things putting me were i am today
each contributing in a different way
but u, ur suposed to b my mate
u ruined my chance wit any guy worth a date
its time we bought our friendship to the end
i wouldnt say its entirely ur fault we r not friends
but mine i blieved u to b a good person wat a joke
if friends were money youd b broke
but u no wat makes me mad
u still got those guys u wanted so bad
but ur ungrateful coz u lost sum m8s along the way
u created the life u live is all i have to say
