I was just beginning to reconsider Your current status in my life. I've kept you at the edge, the periphery, For quite a period of time now, And I was starting to think Maybe I had made a mistake. Then you used me again And it all came crashing back...
The way you'd ask me to dinner Then show up three hours late. No apology. The way you'd ask me to do you a favor, Then never say, "Thank you." Not once. The way you'd promise I was your family, Then refused to talk to me. Not ever.
At first I thought it was me: I wasn't good enough, I have horrible personality inadequacies, I'm not worth anyone's love, And some days, I still think all that's true. But some days, I realize It's not just me.
You never thought about how I felt Sitting alone at the restaurant Waiting for hours for you to show up Only to give up and order and eat alone.
You never thought about how I felt Letting my guard down one more time Because you felt lonely, needed a friend, But no one else was around to support you So you asked me to give you another chance, And I would knowing that you wouldn't know How big a risk I was willing to take To open my heart to you again Because, well, it was you.
You live your life according to the motto: Some people were meant to come in And go out of your life; They weren't meant to stay. But I don't think you know how lame Of an excuse that is for you to just leave People behind when you've finished using them.
You are not the kind of person Who supports and loves and cares. You use and leave and take for granted.
So the next time you call and ask a favor, I'm going to say, "sorry, wrong number. There's no one here who can help you."