Menthol Blunt

Double standards and a hero's fall from grace

You're not the person I made you out to be

I'm just ashamed to admit I was your friend

So, if you don't mind, I think it's time I leave

Respect is a two-way street, but it seems you've got a one-way mind

And I've worn rose colored glasses while your sights stay misaligned

I'm getting older and it's getting harder to

Lower my standards to keep my place with you

And we both know I was the one who needed change

Cuz I can't find appeal in staying the same

Deny what's in your face, and tell me I was wrong