A Good Friend
written by Avon
something i swore to before
died away like it didn't matter anymore
and all the while the hate built up inside
causing me to see the light

he thinks i'm no different but i'm different
a friend in need is a lousy friend
everyone else sees it too
so how could he be so blind

as to say that i'm the hated one
or that i have a bad attitude
man i wish he would burn in hell
for all the shit he put me through

he think's he's so special, he ain't special
cuts me down, thinks i'm his friend
you know that he is an ass
so why doesn't he see it too?

it doesn't matter anymore