Congrats, my dear, you've lost your friends.
You made them hate you in the end.
You hurt them, made them think you cared.
Innocents became love impaired.
You led them down a road of lies.
You masked the truth with a kind disguise.
And then you told me, dear sweet girl,
Your goal was for a better world.
You hurt them so they'd let you go,
All part of your five-act show.
But you're the victim, is that right?
Is that why you can't sleep at night?
Because you only got let down,
And never caused your friends to frown?
Little girl, why play these silly games?
Truth be told, I'm quite ashamed.
I had more faith in you than this.
I thought one day we'd reminisce
About our fun and being close.
I didn't know it was a hoax.
Tell me, do you feel alright?
Are you happy that your friends have cried?
Are you overjoyed to see them leave,
Filled with hatred instead of grief?
I hope your life is filled with joy,
Now that you've lost your precious toys.
