Musically, a melancholy feel with a slightly industrial beat. Lyrically, it's a tale of betrayal and love lost, by someone who never desevered the chance in the first place.

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This was one of the early NURVIS tracks. Susan chose the music as a platform to tell the personal story of a painful breakup. Singing and spoken word lyrics get the point across.

I used to make you happy, remember me?
You said I'll never hurt you, remember me?
You know you kept me a dirty little secret - Shhh! Don't tell anyone
Tossed me out and had your fun
What a bad, bad boy is Yogi's son
mean rotten little boy

So, you're losing weight and working out
So easy now to toss me out

I'm not the enemy
I was your friend to please
I'm not the enemy
I was your friend to tease

I was your friend, truly loved you for you
I was your friend, not some dumb chick to screw
I was your friend, but now I hate you...
because I hate me - giving myself to you
How can you take us so lightly?
You left so quietly

Came on like a roar, out with a whimper
So happy to leave, no time to grieve,
you got a reprieve from caring or needing me

You know you kept me a dirty little secret

I'm not the enemy
I was your friend to please
I'm not the enemy
Remember me?

Don't know why I was savin', but I did
Don't know what I was savin', but I was
Don't know why all you gave was a loving illusion,
total confusion

Door missed your ass on your way out

Couldn't get out fast enough, could you?

Held you off but you felt punished

Tossed and spat me out like left over garbage

Little man couldn't handle real love
Little boy ain't no grownup
Little child, ain't no dove
Little kid don't know what you've done,
what you've done to me

Think you're funny?
Well, I'm not laughing

Never never never again can we be more than friends
You mean like enemies?

Pretty please
let's add you to the mix
of the dicks
who got their kicks
at my expense

Instant gratification or infant justification?

Your lack of maturity is showing
Impatient and growing

And all the pretty young girls,
in the bars and on the street

Oh the temptations, the frustrations
Can't he have his cake and eat it too?

And you, and you, and her too?