It’s funny, not real funny, yeah no it’s not funny,
I’m a kind woman but I’m no dummy.

I hurt your feelings and made you mad,
I’m the most confusing friend you ever had.

Well I’m laughing, slightly laughing, okay I’m not laughing,
You play the victim but I know what happened.

You’re a liar, a fucking liar and you know it,
You know the hurt you caused but you’ll never show it.

You’re too manly to admit what you did was wrong,
Dust me off your shoulder like a terrible song.

I’m so pretty and you’re just so tall,
I’m your type until I’m not at all.

Good, perfect, you’re mysterious and stupid,
I ruined you and you’ll do anything to prove it.

My parents said they’d have a come to Jesus with you,
If you ever later your hands on this daughter of two.

And kind me almost felt bad enough to love you again,
But I was wise enough to be less than boundaried friends.

You, oh you, the text I’ll never ever forget,
“Yeah that makes sense but like let’s just be chill about it.”

Put everything in the past because it’s easier,
You’re laying on a chair, on the beach, where the wind is much breezier.

Well fuck you, because you’ve got to admit we’re sick,
I can’t move on and you can’t stop playing tricks.

You’ve lost any part of me you wished to keep,
Because I’m so tired of losing hours of sleep.

Obsessing over messages I sent to you,
Just for you to answer with a word or a few.

My wish to forgive and forget and you just forget,
A people pleaser, a people preacher, and an unworthy fit.

I have to remind myself it wasn’t what I did,
But looking in the mirror I think it is.

I tried to be good for you but I wasn’t enough,
You wonder why I got upset with you and your villainous stuff.

So play the victim all you want you see,
You can’t get your lies passed me.

© Waiteing