What does it mean to be a best friend?
Maybe it means you’ll be there till the end?
Perhaps it means you’ll have a hand to lend?
Or does it mean you’ll be there to defend?
If that’s a best friend, then what’s that make you?
You never spoke a word that was true
But I never seemed to have a clue
That it was you that was making me so blue
I used to think that you would be there
That our friendship would never tear
How can one person be so wrong?
How could I think we were that strong?
You have gone and shown we aren’t
I have gone and proved we can’t
Why do you go and make me feel pain?
Tell me, what the hell do you gain?
I just sit back and don’t complain
As my heart is one left with the stain
All those times you turned your back
Compassion and loyalty are things you lack
You knew that I would always be there
People like me are very rare
But your chance has flown out the door
Because I ain’t going to be here anymore
Why do I care what’s on you mind?
Maybe it’s because you “seem” real kind
With our friendship I am just plain blind
With you I’m always one step behind
I have had enough of you
And enough, of not having a clue
Today is the day that I move on
The day where I’ll be forever strong