| Once you were my only friend
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| now I see that’s at an end
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| and all I want is revenge
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| I used to sing songs to you
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| I used to have sex with you
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| now there’s nothing I can do itching powder in the sleeping bags
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| Now I don’t know what to do
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| I can’t be alone with you
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| always have to leave the room
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| you used to mean so much to me now I think you’re sickening
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| and it’s so embarrassing
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| Why can’t I understand
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| the things you do, the way you act
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| and why can’t I just face the facts
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| All I do is think of those
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| old obnoxious TV shows
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| guess that’s just the way it goes |