You call me over when
«« you need some help
Tell me I'm such a good friend, that I never say no
I he lp you with the
problem
solve the tradejy
The next day I'm begging
At your doorstep
with a broken heart, asking for assistance in helping heal my heart
You stand there in shock
and say you're busy
close the door in my face, and tell me to leave
Who do I have to help me be okay?
No one because you actually made me consider you someone who was ment to help heal my heart, when it was in pain
(not my font, my quote)