behind your back

When people think you're not there

They let their true thoughts fly

When in reality you're listening

Lurking as you hear the words

Cruel cold ice upon their tongue

When you're listening they plead you

And beg you to befriend them

All because they want to get in good with your best friend

These types of people I despise

They are the reason I don’t want to get up in the morning

Cause they will be there

Fakeness and all waiting to beg you some more