The time has come
For this friendship to end.
It has had its ups,
But definitely had its downs.

You've made it hard to trust,
Made it hard to believe.

You're just a spider
And we got trapped.
Trapped in the web of lies
You've been weaving for seven years.

Sorting out fact or fiction,
It's just too many unwanted hassles.

Don't invite us to your pity party.
We won't come anyways.
But don't worry, you'll have plenty of guests.
The clueless flock to sadness
Like seagulls to fresh discarded food.

We just hope you've learned.
Rules are not meant to be broken,
Trust can only go so far,
And we are not a dime a dozen.
So good luck on the replacements.