Messing with girls who are good at cooking sure is terrible, nee?
I shouldn’t have trusted anybody
I shouldn’t have helped them when they need me
I shouldn’t have tried to be a good friend to them
They never thought of how I feel then
They only thought and cared about their own sake
Their’s only for them to have a break
They were sweet and friendly in front of me
But talks bad things behind me
They are only nice when they need something
Their voices sound to me like fire alarms ringing
Sounding like warnings to my dear ears
But still I am used to it in all these years
Stupid of me, being kind in helping
Not thinking about the time for them I’m wasting
Being like a martyr is that what will become of me?
Because of my foolishness and silly stupidity
I really had to keep all of my feelings
Can’t express my thoughts and other hurting
Can’t speak or voice out what I want to say
Because I’m afraid to lose my friends in that way
I know their thinking is still immature
Still kids in mind, that’s part of their nature
Narrow-minded with petty thoughts that’s how they are
How come they’re like that when in life they’ve gone so far?
Stupid foolish me, lending them my trust
Even though I know they need help just for their lust
Stupid foolish me, accepting them as friends
They broke my fragile heart into pieces with many mends
Am I born to be fooled and betrayed?
By people whom I learned to trust and have saved
From all of their problems, weaknesses and fears
Saved them from burdens and wiped away their tears
But i just wish that one day, they will learn their lesson
How to value a stupid foolish person
Stupid enough to sacrifice like what I do
Foolish enough to help them like what I do