Pickle

Everyday you think you’re better
But don’t bother cause it’s not gonna bring us down
You mean nothing when you meant something
Our friendship’s gone it can’t be found
Talk about us behind our backs
It doesn’t rub on us as a matter of fact
Thoughts of revenge pass through my head
But I’ll find better things to do instead
Won’t stoop to your level we won’t waste our time
Even though invented competition’s running though your mind
We were here before you were
And we’ll be here after you’re gone
One day friends meant something