Today, I was called into the counselor's office Immediately I knew the reason was you You spoke of the things I said and did And the pain I have caused you over the past few days But I am not without my own This flame within burns bright and wrathful, Something I refuse to control You, my old friend Have been burned
I have played the victim so elegantly They come to you and ask why you would treat me so You give them a reason, one which I validated Oh, they are fools Because our friends are loyal to me first
You would not look me in the eye as I called you out on your ******* You wouldn't even own up to it I, for one Will always speak the truth I know my mistake and I happily take ownership I will own my words I meant everything I said about you and our situation