Текст песни Prickly Friend - Rafael Garibaldi

I'm still picking up the pieces
Of my broken heart
I really thought you were the man
Now I can't really stand in front of you

Of all the things you could do to me
This was by far the worst one
This song is for you, my prickly friend
From loving you to hating you

I'm still picking up your lies
Now it's hard to look into your eyes
But I caught you in your lie
I should have ripped your fucking eyes
Oh, yeah

Of all the things you could do to me (You could do to me, you could do)
This was by far the worst one (The worst one, yeah)
This song is for you (For you), my prickly friend (My fucking friend)
From loving you to hating you (I hate you)

You stab me right in the heart
And pushed me against the wall
She is as guilty as you
She made me look like a fool

Of all the things you could do to me (You could do to me, you could do)
This was by far the worst one (The worst one, yeah)
This song is for you (For you), my prickly friend (My fucking friend)
From loving you to hating you
Of all the things you could do to me (Of all the things)
Oh, this was by far the worst one (The worst one)
This song is for you (For you), my fucking friend
From loving you to hating you