Sick of my Obsessive Friend

I can be sweet - sure- wan't me to be?

The friend who you'll never see

I can be nasty - sure - but do you need that?

You treat me like an old doormat

I can be caring - sure - do you need it?

Making you smile isn't deliberate

I can be evil - sure - it all goes to show

There's so much about me you still don't know

You run over me, tear me apart

I don't think you even have a heart

You treat me like I'm secondhand dirt

Don't you know that it really hurts?
All I can say is in these last lines

Why not take them as warning signs?

You're all about yourself, I hate that so much

You use me like a walking crutch

You groan about your life, and that's a mistake

How many hearts do you have to break?

That's it, I'm totally sick of taking crap from you

Do you know that we are through?

You've had your chance, I've had enough

You seem to think that your life is tough?

If you want to still be my friend

I'll tell you how this is not the end

Ask me how I feel, for once in your world

And maybe I'll just give you a whirl

Take you back to when I wrote this blend

And introduce you to my obsessive friend