A friend i believed you were,
to be there is all you swore,
you were once all i cared for,
but things cant go on no more.
You hurt me from just the things you said,
i dont ever see us being again.
And it hurts because you were more then my best friend....
you were my sister.
You used me for everything i ever had,
And i gave them because as long as you were "true" i was glad.
You never really had a home,
so i took you in cause i couldn't see you out in the streets alone.
I let you stay in my home,
let you run up my phone bill,
never knowing my heart you were about to kill.
To be used is the worse feeling someone could ever feel.
