A Fashion Dispelled
You claim you never had that thought,
You say you do not care,
But everything is not my fault,
So you're not being fair.
You say you don't know everything,
And still you don't sound smart,
But who am I criticize
What your morals really are.
I suggest you just shut up.
Do you want me as your enemy?
Remember the old evil plots?
The ones you'd never do to me?
Well if I were still your friend...
I suppose I wouldn't.
But guess what? I'm not your friend.
Now do you think I couldn't?
This is the end.
Four years of this strange friendship