You call me up on a Friday night,
drunk again you've started a fight.

You come knocking at my door all hours of late,
I thought men were respectful by starting with a date.

You stay and do your deed no cuddles or any kissing,
trying to figure out this puzzle, can't find the piece that's missing.

You stay away through the week you never answer my call,
feeling used and abused once again, I curl up into a ball.

You say we are just friends you don't want to commit,
there's no respect at all not one tiny little bit.

You can take yourself off to someone elses bed,
I'm sick of your lying and you messing with my head.