We Should Just Be Friends

I've never thought myself to be creative enough to write music. Hell, I can't even improvise a solo playing fiddle with my Irish band. Why on earth would I be able to write lyrics? A friend of mine from the band has written and recorded a handful of original songs, and said that "it'll happen when you have something to say". Obviously I have things to say, I talk incessantly. But it has to sound good. There has to be a noticeable rhythm to it, there has to be flow. "When you feel something and need to get it out, just write", he said. "It doesn't matter if it's good. Just write. It helps."

So here I was, ten months post-breakup after being tormented by my ex's indecisiveness and immaturity, trying to sleep and failing miserably. It hit me out of nowhere, just a small piece of what felt like a chorus. Over the next few days it morphed into a whole song. "This sounds mean though..." I thought, and shared the note with my friend. "It's good though!" he told me. "I haven't had the itch to write because I'm not angry anymore. You clearly have a lot of feelings. Get them out!"

Here I present to you the feelings...the anger, the hurt, the discomfort, and the acceptance that life got better. Welcome to "We Should Just Be Friends"

I bought myself my own flowers on Valentine's Day

I made seventeen trips back and forth moving out of your place

It was a great time to buy stock in Kleenex

And I'm thinking now I'm ready to say "thank u next"

But I still had to try not to cry when we sang Grace (don't let this moment linger)

I know this ain't my mama's broken heart

But I'm glad she let me cry it all out

And I never thought that we would ever get to this part

But that's what Taylor has been writing all about

I know you're not even half as bad as Earl, but I'm happier now that I'm not your girl

And I'm glad you said it first

Cause I got through all the hurt

And I think

You were right

In the end

We should just be friends

Hypocrites don't get to rewrite the past

I can only give so many chances, this one was the last

You can go on and on about how bad you miss me

But the talking in circles it just makes me dizzy

Light a match and we'd burst into flames cause I can smell the gas (I'm taking the dog, dumbass!)

I know this ain't my mama's broken heart

But I'm glad she let me cry it all out

And I never thought that we would ever get to this part

But that's what Taylor has been writing all about

I know you're not even half as bad as Earl, but I'm happier now that I'm not your girl

And I'm glad you said it first

Cause I got through all the hurt

And I think

You were right

In the end

We should just be friends

I know we've had our differences

But this much still is true

You know that I'll be there for you

If you're there for me too (but it ain't better than one)

I know this ain't my mama's broken heart

But I'm glad she let me cry it all out

And I never thought that we would ever get to this part

But that's what Taylor has been writing all about

I know you're not even half as bad as Earl, but I'm happier now that I'm not your girl

And I'm glad you said it first

Cause I got through all the hurt

And I think

You were right

In the end

We should just be friends

And I think

You were right

In the end

We should just be friends