So I can see that now you live so masqueraded
Every ounce of the good in you has faded
Passive aggressiveness, I thought you stood for more than this
Well I guess that I must have been mistaken

I should have known you'd be the one to let her down
Buried a friendship, no more common ground
You couldn't help but become the company you keep
Having to live with yourself, how could you sleep?

You wrote the book on disappointment
Not giving, but taking for your own enjoyment
You wrote the book on disappointment
Satisfied with a life so dormant