Why do you make fun of me 
Why do you glare 
What is so funnny 
What is there to see 
We used to be friends 
What changed 
All just because we like the same guy 
And he chose me 
Your mad 
Now you call me a slut 
I'm sorry he didn't choose you 
I wouldn't of been jealous 
I would of been happy for you 
Sorry it had to be this way 
I lost my best friend 
Over an easily replaceable crush