I wasn't supposed to fall for him.
By him, I mean, my best friend's boyfriend.
They were supposed to be together forever.
They were going to get married and have a bunch of kids.
Live a great life together.
But everything went downhill from July 18, 2007.
I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hour glass, it's ticking like a clock.
She had a pout and her arms were crossed.
I simply smiled.
It brings her misery, but hey, it's just business.
'Cause God, it just feels so..
It just feels so good.
Someone who sat at a desk all day and came home to his perfect family.
At least, that's what she wanted.
He wanted something else.
He wanted to tour and live in a bus or van for a whole year.
He wanted to play guitar and live his life how he wanted.
That's when the fighting began.
It's a matter of time before we all run out.
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I, being the best friend, was their for her.
I let her cry on my shoulder.
I let her eat all the ice cream that she ever wanted.
I told her he was no good for her.
I told her she deserved better.
I even took her out to clubs every night to try to make her happy.
I put all of my effort into cheering her up.
And what did she do?
She got a new boyfriend.
I waited eight long months.
She finally set him free.
Sitting in my car outside his house.
This had bad idea written all over it.
He invited me here, because he needed to talk.
About what, I wondered.
I left his house that day confused, but happy.
He admitted to liking me, and I did the same.
We shared our first kiss and I felt nothing I had ever felt before.
I told him I couldn't lie;
He was the only one for me.
Guilt.
There was my best friend, sitting on the couch.
Dressed in the shortest most revealing dress, with too much make up.
I told her we needed to talk.
We yelled at each other when I told her.
I cried, she threw a lamp at the wall.
I called her a whore, she called me a pathetic loser.
She packed her things and left.
I sat in my apartment until he came over.
I explained everything to him, and through my tears, he just held me close.
Two weeks and we caught on fire.
She's got it out for me.
But I wear the biggest smile.
Asking for a second chance at being friends.
She said she was sorry about what she had done.
I simply hung up the phone and went back to the bed that I shared with my new boyfriend.
Seconds chances they don't ever matter.
People never change.
Once a whore, you're nothing more.
I'm sorry that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
I'm sorry honey, but I passed it up now look this way..
He was now in a successful band, playing for kids he loved.
He lived his dream every night on stage, and there I was, at the side of the stage.
Tonight, she came with her new "friends".
She sweet talked her way backstage and that's when the fun began.
There's a million other girls who do it just like you.
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who;
They want and what they like it's easy if you do it right.
Well, I refuse, I refuse.
As if she didn't spread all those lies and rumors about me.
I returned the favor by giving my boyfriend one of the biggest kisses ever.
"I love you." He said clearly.
I looked over at her with a smirk, turned back to him and replied, "I love you too."
I watched his wildest dreams come true.
Not one of them involving you.
Just watch my wildest dreams come true.
Not one of them involving..
I smiled as my boyfriend walked over.
He wrapped me in a huge hug.
And got down on one knee.
The whole room payed attention.
I cried and smiled as he asked me to marry him.
"YES!" I shouted.
Whoa, I never meant to brag;
But, I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag.
To steal it all away from you now.
But god does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now.
And if you could then you know you would.
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