Making friends as a kid was easy; losing them as adults is the sting.
From easy banter to silence, and wondering where it all went wrong.
You were in my husband’s life since you were teens,
But you scrunched that history like paper, tossed it in the bin, and lit the flame.
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No fucks given!
Just found new friends and threw us away.
No fucks given!
Like the years we spent were absolutely nothing.
No fucks given!
To our apologies for mistakes we didn't even know we made.
You stood at our wedding, but that meant nothing to you.
No fucks given!
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Verse Two
I adored this friendship, but the love wasn't returned.
Your personality did a 360; you became someone I didn't know.
Now you’re doing everything with the people you used to badmouth.
What were we to you anyway? Just a placeholder?
[Chorus]
No fucks given!
While you moved on in silence, we were left in the dark.
No fucks given!
Digging up my husband’s past wrongs just to bury the good.
No fucks given!
It was all about the dollar signs; we were the "poor ones"
Because we didn't bow to your feet or match your wealth.
[Verse]
The silent treatment was just the start of the scheme.
Was this just a way to bury the past? Was it ever real at all?
We gave endless apologies, but for what?
How dare we voice our own struggles or mention work?
If it isn’t "humble," if we don’t match your status, then you’re gone.
[Verse]
Friendship isn’t "diamond" anymore; people find it easier to discard.
You value family, yet you ignore the pain we grew up with.
How dare we have a different upbringing?
How dare we have a mental illness or feel anything but constant happiness?
You bottled up your grudge like a Molotov, threw it, and destroyed the words we needed to hear.
[Chorus]
No fucks given!
You called us toxic and walked away mid-conversation.
No fucks given!
All the times you helped—that’s just what friends do, right?
No fucks given!
Suddenly wanting things back from years ago, clearing the debt with no words.
You had to have the last word; you look forward to the silence.
Outro
Now I look at our wedding photos and see a ghost of a friendship.
I have to repeat myself to give you satisfaction you don't deserve.
I guess this is a forever goodbye, though it ended years ago without us knowing.
I wish I could hit an "off" button like you did, but having a heart is a curse.
I’m getting through the pain silently while you move on without a sweat.
Time heals all wounds, they say.
I hope you see this and know: I have no fucks left to give. Goodbye.
