An Arrow With Need For A Target

They say that it’s better to forgive and forget,
I can’t just let you get away with this.
You cowardly took a stab at my back,
waited til' the ice wore thin;
your blunt blade barley even cut my skin.
(Fake friend, Fuck you)
You change like the way in which the wind blows.
I was the target and you were the arrow.
So tell me, where is your backbone.
You broke this bond, let the secrets spill, I know.
I was the target and you were the arrow.
So tell me, where is your backbone.
You’ve got everyone so misconstrued,
wasting your breath on your so called truth.
I adjure you to hold your tongue, nothing said can come undone.
A leech on the arm of my past, you’re left alone and starving…
And now you’re nothing.
So as the story unfolds, I’ll let the truth be told.