My own best friend
I rather be at home by myself
Not standing here in the cold rain
Depending on your help
We were supposed to see the world
But we missed the plane
My time and patience is money
And you let it go to waste
So now I rather be by myself
I rather be chilling at a cafe with someone else
I'll never let you take advantage of me again
We are history and I'm on my own
I'll be my own best friend














