I hate what you do to me
I hate how you make me feel,
I hate the way you look at me
And how I think it's real.
I wish you knew the things you do
Make me feel like shit,
I'm sure it doesn't bother you,
Not even just one bit.
I'm convinced we had something,
I'm sure we had it all.
But all I've noticed lately is how much our friendship falls.
Please do me a favor,
Be straight up with me if you can
You're being a complete hypocrite,
Whom I really cannot stand.
Here are my last words,
So precisely I have found:
How can I still love you
When you throw my heart around?
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