I need to tell someone this, the way I feel, everytime I see you fail.
Deep inside of me I feel satisfaction,
I told you you couldn't do this without me.
I was your rock, I kept you strong,
Look at you now .... where are you heading.
I don't want to feel this but hey I just do,
Suppose there is some hatred inside when I look at you.
It's not that I WANT you to fail,
I just like it when you do.
Knowing it's no fault of mine,
And that if you still had me you would be fine.
So there you have it, the real feelings,
Bet you don't like that but reality check ... I don't like you.