He was the light in the dark
the burning flame in my heart
until she came around.
He was my best friend, my obsession
for him i had ever lasting passion
but she came around.
Mary Jane why do you take him from me?
you could have your pick of any fellow
but you captured my favorite human being
who now looks sick and his face turning yellow.
You create artificial smiles on his face
and frozen his heart in a case.
Once he said he loved me oh so dearly
but that was before when he could think clearly.
She is rotting his brain
as his eyes glow fiery red,
he's completely gone insane
and no longer sleeps in my bed.
I hate that she now means everything to him
what about me? your homie, i was your girl.
but my love grows stronger than my hate for him
i pull my friend aside and say to her
"best friend this is terrible,
we all knew it was the inevitable,
but i hope he comes back."