My friend, my enemy, my competition

Don't you just love it?
the way we act so nice to each other
but neither of us like the other one?
We both know it
We need each other despite the hatred
because without competition nothing's fun
We want the same things
We act the same way
We could probably pass for one another
The guys that like you like me
and we like the same guys
with the exception of my brother
I love the way we act so cool
and act like we're best friends
and then go tell others the op'sit
We're drama queens at heart
neither of us care
we both love our diva fits
And everything we say
can be used against us
in the court of love
cause when you're hottest in the world
no one threatens you
so that's what friendship's made of

*a little egotistical but me and one of my friends are like that so... I figured it was a slightly humorous view on our relationship*