Lost

I'm sick of you, sick of all the things you do
Look at me, this is more than a point of view
We've all made our mistakes
Some learn, some relive the past
But when I see you I tell myself we could've never been friends

I don't ask why, cause I don't wanna know
Your actions speak, your actions only show
That you're waiting, waiting for something
You have lost long ago

One day there'll be no parties
The smoke clears, and you will see
You've never had any true friends
And you'll be left with enemies