I don't know what to do.
Do you know what I think when I look at you?
I see a friend that I have lost.
I don't know why or at what cost.
We used to stay up all night.
Over a year, and not one fight.
I thought you were a true friend.
And then my life seemed to bend.
Now I sit alone and by myself.
Yet I still have your picture on my shelf.
It reminds me of the good times we had.
Until I became different, my world went bad.
Then you found a new friend.
And changed your whole trend.
And now I see, you were my friend, but I wasn't yours.
As you talked shit about me as I went out the door.
