My best friend he had a name My best friend he played a game He got in close enough to touch And when he finally knew too much He took my fears he took my hurt And his good bye was rather curt.
My Best friend now has a new name it's gained him quite a bit of fame His name is enemy, the betraying snake It seems his love was rather fake He just couldn't handle my happiness with someone else but I digress.
I loved him once I loved him twice That love now puts me in a vice So is he friend or is he foe? Well, my dear, I just don't know. You tell me when you find out But if you say friend it's your sanity I'll doubt.
When I say love I don't mean like in love. I mean friend.