I wake up every morning to a cup of coffee,
Someone always says something a bit too raunchy.
The first thought that driftly comes to mind,
Just so happens to be a truly fine friend of mine.
I care, though it seemed to sadly tear,
What we had was nothing merely than a dare.
He's been through a lot, the poor little devil,
But I was always there to save him from something civil.
All I can really do, is try and be your true friend,
But it's really hard, when you keep pushing us to an end.
When I go to sleep every night to a comfy bed and tears,
It starts to really bother me, when I notice I haven't been happy in years.