Frinemies, GerBard


This song is about people, whom you expect to love you unconditionally, turn out to be  your worst enemy, why? Because they’ll only love you, when you fit into their box (small box).

1.
He used to love me, took my head between his hands, he was so fond of me,
askin’if I’d be safe in case my mother would come to die, wanted to take care o’ me;

But then he hated me, on a cold sunday mornin’, talkin’ angrily,
willin’ to know, when I would die, but  took no effort to tell me why,
you know it’s painfully, someone rejecting you so personally;

but what hurt me most, is that he, whose love I had always thought to be so unconditionally,
could turn out to be my sudden worst enemy.

2.
He used to love me, acting brotherly, like a brother should be,
he was so helpfully, his talkin’ like a therapy,
when my very own soul scared the hell out o’ me,
(he) wanted to take care o’ me.

But then the coldness came, as he was more and more avoiding me on the phone,
he kept away from me, showin’ I must achieve, if I wanted to get his belief,
you know it’s painfully, someone rejecting you so personally;

but what hurt me most, is that he, whose love I had always thought to be so unconditionally,
would only give it through achievements in society.

They used to (usa) love me, fond o’ me, care o’ me,
Repeat ad libitum.

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