I used to think that you were a true friend.
You lied to me and said you'd be there till the end.
People change, but not always for the better,
We grew apart, I thought of you as my sister.
You told lies about me, things I never did say,
I was always nice to you, never mean in any way.
Why do you always have to insult me to no end?
I can't believe I actually used to call you my best friend.