I don’t think you really get

What a good friend should be.

You’re so wrapped up in yourself

That you just can’t see.

Every call is an “emergency”

Every minute has to be yours.

You want anything else from me

I’m just gonna slam the door.

You say no one listens to you,

Well maybe it’s true.

You won’t listen to anyone else,

So why should we listen to you?

I say you should just go to hell,

Maybe there you’ll fit in…

But then again you seem to think

“Innocent” you doesn’t sin.

I really hate to tell you

But behind your mask I can see.

And for that I can’t help but hate you.

I can see the bitch you won’t set free.

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