Lyrics: Osker. Treatment 5. Asshole.

i guess you don't understand.
you meant a lot to me.
more than you think...
you are now where i was then.
how the fuck does it feel?
it's a pity because i tried so hard.
and now that you want to whatever's convenient for you...
when i needed you most,
you hung up the phone.
what kind of friend would leave me alone?