Why must we treat each other so poor?
We used to be best friends kissing and smiling
Now we enemies fighting and wyling
Maybe it’s time we call it quits foreva
Hard pill to swallow, it’s gone make us betta
Or maybe we should get it together or maybe not, maybe not

You never know what you have until it’s fully gone
By the time you find out she’ll be so far gone
Maybe if I was a bit nicer, things would be different
Maybe if she wasn’t so belligerent,
We could cope, bickering about the small stuff, things change
Used to be lovers for life, now it ain’t the same
Treating each other like animals, we fair game
At the time it was nothing, now we feel the pain
Numb towards each other’s feelings---Novocain
Now we looking back in retrospect---window pane
Now it’s time to move on, nothing left to gain
Last week I was chillen, not paying attention
Yesterday I called her fat, I probably shouldn’t have mention
Just the other morning we got into it real heavy
Arguments on the daily is starting to get real petty, real petty

Why must we treat each other so poor?
And give up on the things we work so hard far
We used to be best friends kissing and smiling
Now we enemies fighting and wyling
Maybe it’s time we call it quits foreva
Hard pill to swallow, it’s gone make us betta
Or maybe we should get it together or maybe not, maybe not