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I Believe They Call You A "Frienemy"
Let's get together baby,
Just for old times sake,
We can pretend everything's okay,
You can flash that smile, oh so fake.
Let's talk about old times,
How you used to give a fuck,
Do you remember that honey?
Now you don't and it freaking sucks.
Let's get nostalgic maybe,
Remember the fun we always had,
Well it was so much better trashed,
The shit we did was bad.
Remember when we were all depressed as fuck?
Believe me babe, I was was worse,
I could kick myself for trusting you,
Your name I'll forever curse.
Indulge me here honey,
How is your life that bad?
Looks, money, admiration from the world,
Yet you always cry and act so sad.
What happened to us?
Go ahead love, and share,
Oh so aware you'd lost me,
You really didn't care?
Well you must be pretty proud,
You have your little group of fans,
Hanging on to your every word,
Like teenage girls seeing their rubbish bands.
Baby someone has you figured out,
They see everything you do,
Manipulating all these women,
Till they're just as messed up as you.
Truth is I'll never let you go,
See you really got me good,
I know you'll deny it all,
You'll never treat me like you should.
Just for old times sake,
We can pretend everything's okay,
You can flash that smile, oh so fake.
Let's talk about old times,
How you used to give a fuck,
Do you remember that honey?
Now you don't and it freaking sucks.
Let's get nostalgic maybe,
Remember the fun we always had,
Well it was so much better trashed,
The shit we did was bad.
Remember when we were all depressed as fuck?
Believe me babe, I was was worse,
I could kick myself for trusting you,
Your name I'll forever curse.
Indulge me here honey,
How is your life that bad?
Looks, money, admiration from the world,
Yet you always cry and act so sad.
What happened to us?
Go ahead love, and share,
Oh so aware you'd lost me,
You really didn't care?
Well you must be pretty proud,
You have your little group of fans,
Hanging on to your every word,
Like teenage girls seeing their rubbish bands.
Baby someone has you figured out,
They see everything you do,
Manipulating all these women,
Till they're just as messed up as you.
Truth is I'll never let you go,
See you really got me good,
I know you'll deny it all,
You'll never treat me like you should.
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