Oh you're that successful little girl.
Your hair would look so good in a twirl,
But sadly, I'm not the one to tell that to you,
Because everything I've done, I can't undo.
I don't share any moments with you,
But I remember the times when we were "the crew".
And I often fantasize how would it be to
Never break up from our small friendship group.
And I remember;
The laughter, the gossip, your nicest little mother,
Oh the sleepovers! All the parties! Both of your brothers.
And oh I fucked up, did you never miss me?
Because from your talk it sure looks like you dis me.
I know I did bad, but didn't you do worse?
It sure looked like hell if I needed to write this verse.
You acted like you're better, but weren't you just bitter?
Because of my family that once looked like glitter?
You never shared your feelings, so I was scared to show mine
And you became all bossy, so why should I act fine?
You're successful and popular, but under that mask
Is just a girl who smokes, drinks and forgets about our past...
The lies, the stealing, the aggression, the beatings?!
You always looked like you had no feelings.
It took all the warmth that friendship used to give me
And left me heartbroken... with revenge... oh forgive me.
But in conclusion, I think I did right,
Though sometimes I become nostalgic, have to tell myself what is right:
So what if the decision changed my life?
So what if I didn't stand by your side?
And so I end this
With one tear in my eye,
I'll never forget you... but as the bad guy
Who left my life.