You say

You say you don't like him,
but I know that's a lie.
I see the way you stare
you say you like another guy.

You are not my friend
not if you stay
like a hunter in a mission
stalking her prey.

I see the way you look at him
I see the way you touch his arm
I see the way you flirt with him
and I want to cause you harm.

You are the worst friend
a girl could ever have.
I hate you
and that makes me sad.