Tragically beset by cruel fate and crying out for pity
Making many friends to support your self-esteem
Leaving them shattered when you feel you’re redeemed
You constantly flicker from one party to another
Spill tears over your situation, your mother and your brother
Wait for another shoulder to cry on
Wait for another willing bed to lie on
You talk so sweetly, with such charm and grace
Flipping yet another side, showing another face
Try to act like you’re so worldly and grown-up
Always talk about the issues to which you never own up
You focus your existence on the shallow and unstable
And act like you deserve the Cinderella fable
I’m here to tell you, I’m sick of all your mercenary ways
How you feign devotion in your drugged and girlish haze
How you can give advise when your life you can’t defend
How you can even think you can pretend to be a friend
You constantly judge others for deeds far less than yours
And when things don’t go your way, in faces you slam doors
An endless promise-breaker and keeper of false hopes
I’ll not any longer jump through all your ropes.