Verse 1
Everybody’s got friends,some good and some great,
Some would stand beside you no matter what the stakes.
But everybody knows that one familiar face
Who only comes around when they need something replaced.
They never knock to ask you how you’ve been,
They knock because they need something again.
Something they could easily get on their own,
But it’s easier taking yours than doing it alone.
Pre-Chorus
You say,“You can do this yourself.”
They hear,“I don’t care.”
You try to set a boundary,
They turn it into warfare.
Chorus
You’re not a friend,you’re a favor with a face,
You only come around when you need something in my space.
And when I say,“You can handle this yourself,”
You twist my words around and put the blame on someone else.
So I give you what you wanted just to make the argument end,
You walk away satisfied,pretending we’re still friends.
Call it kindness,call it weakness,call it what you please—
But friends don’t only knock when they need something from me.
Verse 2
The second that I tell you no,the whole damn story changes,
Suddenly I’m selfish and my kindness has conditions.
“After all I’ve done for you”—here comes the guilt again,
Like setting one small boundary makes me less of a friend.
You take what I have said and twist it out of shape,
Then somehow I’m apologizing for a problem that you made.
And I’m tired of explaining what you already understand:
You aren’t helpless—you just know I’ll always lend a hand.
Pre-Chorus
You push until I give in,
Then act like nothing happened.
You get exactly what you wanted,
While I’m left feeling trapped in it.
Chorus
You’re not a friend,you’re a favor with a face,
You only come around when you need something in my space.
And when I say,“You can handle this yourself,”
You twist my words around and put the blame on someone else.
So I give you what you wanted just to make the argument end,
You walk away satisfied,pretending we’re still friends.
But friends don’t only knock when they need something from me.
Bridge
Maybe every time I gave in,I taught you how to stay,
That if you pushed hard enough,I’d eventually give way.
You learned that guilt could open every locked and guarded door,
And I kept calling it compassion while you kept asking for more.
But I’m finally seeing what I couldn’t see before:
If you only value what I give,you never valued me at all.
Breakdown
I can care without complying.
I can help without being used.
And if “no” makes me your enemy,
Then I’ve got nothing left to prove.
Final Chorus
You’re not a friend,you’re a lesson I won’t repeat
You don’t get to take my peace just because you need something from me
Keep your guilt trips,keep your anger,keep the story that you spin—
I’m done confusing being useful with the feeling of being a friend
You can knock until your knuckles bleed against my door
But I won’t keep giving just to keep the peace anymore
If the only time you need me is when you need something
Then maybe what we had wasn’t friendship—just convenience