How easy it was for you to walk away.
( How could i mean that little to you?)
You expected me to protest
( Why think I would beg for you?)
I could hear it in your voice.
(Your tears do not fool me)
You needed an excuse to turn back around.
(I could have given you many)
We've been friends forever
(or, rather, I thought we were)
And your new love wanted me gone
( how powerful she must feel now)
So you chose your love over me,
( It wont be the last time she makes you choose)
That wasn't very wise, my usedtobe friend.
Because a love that forces you to give up friends
Is NOT a love
But a jailor