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By StillJustMe Date: 2002 Sep 05 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.05.20.15.23953]] |
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9-5-2002 I try to be the kind of friend she needs me to be I try to be the kind of friend that she is to me I am a real good friend I listen to her problems I am a real good friend (if she asks) I try to help her solve them I try to be a real good friend and of this I had no willing part So tell me would a real good friend tell her, if it would break her heart? She sits up and waits for him hoping he'll come home How sad to watch her weep for him he's left her on her own She knows down in her deepest heart that the door is going to open How sad that in my deepest heart I know she should stop hoping She swears he really loves her and that he will be coming back She swears he really needs her and that he is putting on an act Now that he is gone, I don't believe he loves her in fact I'm sure I know I am sure he don't respect her he clearly let that show I swear he is a bastard I am sure of this I swear he is a bastard I felt it in his kiss |