Cause I don't appreciate People who Don't appreciate - Fiona Apple

Once my lover, now my friend;
What a cruel thing to pretend.
What a cunning way to condescend;
Once my lover, and now my friend. Oh, you creep up like the clouds
And you set my soul at ease.
Then you let your love abound,
And you bring me to my knees.

And I will pretend
That I don't know of your sins
Until you are ready to confess.
But all the time, all the time,
I'll know, I'll know. And you can use my skin
To bury secrets in,
And I will settle you down.

Nothing that you do will ever feel good if you let people convince you that you have no choice.