You asked me if I cared, That night so long ago, You promised me, That you wouldn't steal them, Days went by and by, And things started changing, They called me less, And called you more, I saw them less, You saw them more, They liked me less, They liked you more, They always liked you better, They were my friends first, But they always liked you better, Maybe because you were prettier, Or because you were older, Or because you did drugs, Or because they just did, Whatever the reason, They liked you better, I could never understand it, And when I went to ask a friend, There were none left.
Reason for writing:
Dude stop stealing all my friends dammit!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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