They smile, they say they love you.
But do they really?
No.
They don’t know what friendship is,
For their hearts are made of cardboard
Not so precious, quite unattractive and cheap
Did I mention that they’re not at all deep?
Hearts of cardboard
Making our hearts turn to glass
Easy to break, easy to chip
They’re the reason,
In the lake of relationship,
I fear to take a dip.
