"friend unfriendly...."

I, didn't mean to step out of place. I, didn't mean to fall from your grace. I, didn't mean to bite the hand that feeds, I, didn't mean to come in-between your needs.

I don't under stand how you treat me. Ive been a loyal friend, Ive been there when you were coming to your ends.

I, wish you could learn to see me, see as I am, see me for all that I am.

And what I used to be.

You say I have changed, but its you that has rearranged, my place that I once held. Your spot is still the same, you had it since you came, came into my life.

You keep beating me down, you keep beating me down. Ive always been around, I have never let you down but, you keep introducing me to the ground.

And Im starting to get used to this, this treatment your been giving me.

And I wonder why I keep coming back for more.

You, seem to forget your friend. The very friend who was there for you, who was there when there were few.

Few who you could lean on.

Now, you have forgotten those moments, the moments I lifted you up, from those that were dragging you down, dragging you down.

I, haven't forgotten you, my sweet friend who has left me. Cant you see, what you haven done to me?

You just keep beating me down, you keep beating me down. Ive always been around, I have never let you down but, you keep introducing me to the ground.

And Im starting to get used to this, this treatment your been giving me.

And I wonder why I keep coming back for more.

Do you still remember, all that we been through? All that we have shared, those times you showed you cared?

My memoires is still clear, yours is clouded, that I fear. Because if you did remember me, you wouldn't have forgotten the person I have been, so easily.

And treat me the way you do.

You have bruised my face, and left me with this bloody aftertase.

You keep beating me down, you keep beating me down. Ive always been around, I have never let you down but, you keep introducing me to the ground.

And Im starting to get used to this, this treatment your been giving me.

And I wonder why I keep coming back for more.

Don't you recognize me? I, who would do anything to set you free? I, let you come as you are, how sad those days seem so far, far away.

The days I thought you offered me the same.

You keep beating me down, you keep beating me down. Ive always been around, I have never let you down but, you keep introducing me to the ground.

And Im starting to get used to this, this treatment your been giving me.

And I wonder why I keep coming back for more.

I needed to lean on you, where did you go, when I need a friend like I have shown you?