You say “We’ll stay friends, but never connect”
You will keep me hidden.
You’re not mid, you life is erect
But you think about my hurt, when bedridden
When I ask you questions,
You become a jerk
You bring your own intrusions
Think talking to you is a perk
Friendship is all about being there
For you, that place is hidden somewhere
The one that lies
is the one that cries
I don’t make the rules
But if I made ‘em you’d be one of the mules.
