You claim to be my friend But to you It’s only a part-time position Whenever someone "cooler" is around All of a sudden I don’t exist Yet when all those people are gone You expect me to be there Waiting For you attention And I always am Well maybe it’s time that I stop taking that shit from you next time you ditch me for the person that has the boat and the lake or the hot friends or the funniest inside joke I won’t be waiting around I’m sick of watching you Whisper constantly to someone else- Right in front of me- I’m sick of being ignored When my existence isn’t convenient So call me when you want To treat me like the friend You say I am Call me if you ever need to talk I’ll be here to listen But I won’t wait around The ball’s in your court The decision is yours Just let me know when you figure things out. Until then don’t expect me To bail you out When the "cooler" people have left I won’t wait around Anymore
