You lying prick.

Don't try and act all friendly with me at school,
Then go behind my back and hide shit, and lie.

I don't really understand.
Why hide shit?
Ever thought of coming clean and not lie to me?

So when you spoke the truth,
and you looked at me,
Your face showed regret.

But it doesn't matter.
Do whatever.
Keep whatever you want from me.
'Cause I've finally realised that you really ain't my friend.

You call yourself a mate?
Don't.
What sort of a mate lies?

So quit the bullshit.
And be upfront.

There's no reason to lie.

Do any questions ever run through your mind?
Like, "why isn't he talking to me?"
Wake up fool.
I fucking hate you.
Save your breath and your time.
I simply ain't gonna bother with a lying fuck.