Flashback, summer in the city of dreams
You sulk, quiet as a way to be mean
What a day in my favorite town
Going out but you bring me down
I tried being everything that you want
But I don't know how to be what I'm not
Telling me that I'm such a chore
When all I wanted was to be your girl

You act like you're a saint
Then say that I'm insane
You made me doubt myself
Go fuck with someone else

You are not my friend
This is the end
You are not my–
Get it through your head
This is the end
You are not my friend

Good news, I'll nеver make another еxcuse
For you, and how you never seem to come through
Didn't bother coming to my show (What the fuck?)
Cut me down so I couldn't grow
If I win a little then you know what to do
Back bend to make a moment all about you
Guess you couldn't bear to see me shine
Three fingers, read between the lines

I've cried on bathroom floors
And tried to be mature
You say I'm insecure?
You're twenty-eight with a teenager

You are not my friend
This is the end
You are not my–
Get it through your head
This is the end
You are not my friend

Sorry that I ever met you
Sorry no one ever gets you
Sorry that I let you bring me down
Now I write another chapter
My own "Happy Ever After"
I'd thought forever, wow
But I know better now

You were not my friend
This is the end
You are not my (You were not my) , friend
(Through your head) Get it through your head
This is the end (This is the end)
You are not my friend

Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
You are not my friend