And you'll choke on those words no one can swallow that much pride and my contentions all ring true every word you said was a lie and i thought we were friends but you changed that in time you're too caught up in the trends and your ego's on the line you played the role until i called you out and I really hope you listened i really hope you change things this time don't feed me that line again i'm waiting for something that you'll never give never again and this music will end and you'll move on to the next dying trend you're my fairweather friend and the signals that you send get mixed too easily another day like this could be the end of me