I Don't Want To Talk To You

You fall short, I’m not sure
Are you pretending?
On my block, I won’t stop
I don’t wanna talk to you
That’s too bad that I’m not sad
I don’t need to care
I don’t think I can afford
To fight tonight, to fight with you
Another fight, some worthless feud
It makes me sick
It makes me sick
In my court, where I am king
Surrounded by my favorite things
Please stop by, give me a call
Though I am quite busy after all
I turn you into a toad
You forgot what you hadn’t spoke
I wish you won’t try to pretend
That you are still my best friend
Your best friend, whose best friend?
My best friend, whose best friend?
No one’s friend, my best friend