So Called Friends
I pour my soul to you.
You tell me it's not true.
I confess my horrible faults.
Yet you say that I'm all talk.
You claim that you have my back.
Yet when I turn your gone just like that.
Oh now you want to be my friend.
When things were going wrong where were you then.
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