I tell you stuff then you make fun of me
i dont tell you stuff and you wonder if i'm mad at you
it's like i can't win
your always saying something about me
your always gossiping
you always spread stuff around
and i'm sick of it
a lot of other people are to
so this is me saying good-bye
im through with you
im through with being friends
we never were good friends anyways
you would always find a way to bail on me
you would never text me back
you would tell me that youd text me to meet up that night or weekend
then you never would
your not a true friend
so i'm through with you
