Friends
We opened our door, both my best friend and I.
When you called on the phone;
And he heard you cry;
And we dropped all; And he ran to your side;
Leaving behind his sense and his pride.
You told me you cared, and his heart you did hold;
And that you would never leave him in the cold.
But a kiss of the night, your cold heart did deny;
And you left his lips parched, from your desert so dry.
Oh...but wait!
Did I say that a kiss you withdrew?
For you kissed me instead; And his heart you did stab with
a knife, through and through.
Oh you backstabbing bitch!
To play us both in game!
And destroy my friends heart, is a tyrannical shame!
But it is your loss! And you are the fool!
For when you fucked my man’s heart;
You got fucked by me too!
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