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Verse 1 You say you're sorry that she's causing me drama Then you throw the same old past in my face like a trauma I've apologized a thousand times for an old mistake But you and your girlfriend keep pressing the brake You tell me you tried to make her stop her attack But you’re letting her break you, letting her hold you back A true girlfriend supports the things that you do But you’re letting her dictate how I look to you. Chorus You tell me it’s not personal, they’re just saying words But the silence of a friend is the loudest thing I’ve heard My therapist, my mom, they all know it’s a lie To say that cold hatred shouldn't make a person cry It is personal Elan, when you let them put me down I'm stepping off the phone before I let myself drown Yeah, words really matter. Verse 2 You don't have anxiety so you claim you can't see The weight of the poison that you're feeding to me We don't understand each other, that much is plain But I shouldn't have to beg you to care about my pain I asked you to change the subject, to stand up and fight Friends stick up for friends when something isn't right But you just sit back and let them say what they want Letting ghost-written hatred continue to haunt. Bridge Now my mom's got me on a two-hour daily phone limit Because this toxic routine is breaking me every minute You're telling me you wish I understood your side While you let Vincent twist the truth on a daily ride You say you don't know how our friendship is gonna go Well, a good start is stopping the hateful undertow Either stand by my side or leave me alone in the hall Because I'm done being the target for your waterfall. Chorus You tell me it’s not personal, they’re just saying words But the silence of a friend is the loudest thing I’ve heard My therapist, my mom, they all know it’s a lie To say that cold hatred shouldn't make a person cry It is personal Elan, when you let them put me down I'm stepping off the phone before I let myself drown Yeah, words really matter. Outro I’ll still eat lunch with you tomorrow, bestie, it's fine But I am drawing a permanent, uncrossable line Keep me out of the drama, keep my name out of their mouth This toxic friendship is rapidly heading south Two hours are up. I'm getting off the phone. Goodbye, Elan.