Whatever it is you think you are you aren't.
A good friend.
Unique.
Well-read.
Good-looking.
Smart.
well now you know.
I hate to be the one to bear such bad news.
I know it hurts to hear but it's true.
You don't mean anything to anyone but me, and even I think you're blinded by conceit.
Now you know.
Free beer and basements shows don't mean you've made it.
It's what you do.
Not who are were, or what you wear, or where you've been.
So do something.
Whoever you think is watching you dance from across the room, the aren't.
If anything they feel sorry for you because you try so hard.
I know it hurts to hear but it's the truth so you might as well hear it from a friend.
You're a has been that never was.
I know it's mean to say but it's something I've been meaning to say to you for awhile.
You're a has been that never was or will be.