Should I laugh or should I cry
Should I forget or should I still try
I don't know if you still consider me a friend
Even though you swore in your heart I'd be till the end
You change your mind like you change your socks
I think your brain might be made of rocks
But see the funny thing is no one knows that but me
Isn't that strange? It's kind of like you used to say "We were meant to be"
But you had other plans of which I did not know
You strung me along just for show
Forget the crying I'm glad we're through
But what's still funny is that whenever I glance your way you swear that I'm still in love with you
I'll never forget all the things we went through
And I'll still smile when I think about the silly things you used to do
I guess its true, we're no longer friends, and all the memories to you shall soon fade
But for future reference, giving up on what we had was a decision you made.
