Of late I've begun to see you're not quite who I thought you were
Perhaps you were cynical and more than a bit neurotic but I still thought you knew
The little secrets to life and love I had long since survived
The things you've said should have made me furious but all its done is help me realize
You are just as tainted by naivete and apathy as by the pretension I mistook for wisdom
My friend you upset me but you'll have to work much harder to make me hate you
And I care as I always have but if you'd like my trust and my friendship back
You'll have to work a whole lot harder than that