You're way too pretty for me
And we disagree because your modesty is just another thing,
That makes me crazy
Do you know (yeah!) what you were missing?
Do you know (oh yeah!) who you are kissing tonight?
Do you know, it should be me?
He'll break your heart, he'll tell you lies,
And every time you cry
You will call when the boys done you wrong,
And I'll pick you up off the floor,
Cuz what are friends for?
I remember everything we do
Our first movie and the smell of your perfume
I can recall those drunken "I Love You"'s
I! Love! You! Too.
So he broke your heart, he told you lies
I'd never say "I'm right"
Oh God, it hurts, and what I've learned,
Is that you're not concerned (concerned)
You will call when the boys done you wrong,
And I'll pick you up off the floor
If I told you the truth of what I got myself into,
You'd just ignore me cuz you feel nothing for me,
Which turns me on more
What are friends for?
And I should scream at the top of my lungs
"I'm done with you"
I'm afraid I could never say no
NO!
And I should scream at the top of my lungs
"I'm done with you"
I'm afraid I could never say no
OH!
And you called when that boy done you wrong
And I picked you up off the floor
When I told you the truth of what I got myself into,
You told me you love me and you always thought of me,
And my hearts always been yours
Cuz what are friends for?