Whats the point of being a good friend
When all you get is a knife in the end
Whats the use of doing your best to be kind
When all they do is use you till u lose your mind
Why should i pretend to like those I despise
When they disrespect till i want to tear out there eyes
Why open your home and your hear to a friend
When you find all you do is protect yourself and defend
No longer will i sit by, no longer will i stand for it
No longer will there feet pass the threshold without a hit
I wash my hands of there problems, now free of guilt
Done with there complaints, I leave them to the coffin they built
No longer will they find my mercy or see my pity
No longer will i comfort and feed them like a lost kitty
I am tired of them, tired of there taking advantage of me
Now they will find more trouble and pain if they don't take heed
I want them gone, out of my house, out of my life
Never again i want to see them, I'm done being nice
Theres nothing to blame but themselves for a cold heart
I'm through, i'm done, now it stops, no longer tearing my love apart
Now i say goodbye and good ridden to all of them
Cant say i care what happens just know the friendship at an end













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