You Are Not My Friend

Flashback, summer in the city of dreams You sulk, quiet as a way to be mean What a day in my favorite town Going out but you bring me down I tried being everything that you want But I don't know how to be what I'm not Telling me that I'm such a chore When all I wanted was to be your girl You act like you're a saint Then say that I'm insane You made me doubt myself Go fuck with someone else You are not my friend This is the end You are not my– Get it through your head This is the end You are not my friend Good news, I'll never make another excuse For you, and how you never seem to come through Didn't bother coming to my show (What the fuck?) Cut me down so I couldn't grow If I win a little then you know what to do Back bend to make a moment all about you Guess you couldn't bear to see me shine Three fingers, read between the lines I've cried on bathroom floors And tried to be mature You say I'm insecure? You're twenty-eight with a teenager You are not my friend This is the end You are not my– Get it through your head This is the end You are not my friend Sorry that I ever met you Sorry no one ever gets you Sorry that I let you bring me down Now I write another chapter My own "Happy Ever After" I'd thought forever, wow But I know better now You were not my friend This is the end You are not my (You were not my), friend (Through your head) Get it through your head, this is the end (This is the end) You are not my friend You are not my friend