Sara Lee.

It's Friday 

And I'm hiding in the bathroom 

I'm going to be late for science class 

And I know I'll probably get a detention 

Because Nancy is outside in the hallway 

But none of that matters right now because 

You just told me that you're dying 

Your mom called my mom 

A hundred times this year 

And I lied for you every time

Every time I was at your house for dinner 

And you'd eat so god damn painfully slow 

Every time you'd give me your sack lunch 

And tell me you didn't like what they packed 

Every time you'd throw your sandwich away 

When you thought I wasn't looking

Every time 

Every time 

Every time 

I knew it was happening 

I'd told the counselors at school 

But they wouldn't listen 

They were more worried 

About my friends 

That I told them about 

That were cutting themselves 

Because their wounds were more visible 

More obvious 

But I saw you in the locker room 

I saw you disappearing before my eyes 

And now you just told me 

In the lunch room 

The scene of the crime 

That you had to go away 

Because I finally quit lying for you

When your mom called my mom 

I told her you looked like the girls in the camps 

And that I really liked the bread 

She'd been buying at the store 

Because my dad's bread had chunks in it 

But more importantly 

I told her that I knew you were sick

And that you'd been scaring me for months 

And I was really sorry for ever lying to her 

And how could she ever forgive me 

She told me it was ok 

And that she loved me 

And she even told me that it was Sara Lee potato bread 

And then she told me that they would find a way to get you some help

And that's why I'm here in this Jr High bathroom 

Sobbing uncontrollably as Nancy comes in 

And tells me it's alright 

To take all the time I need 

Because she heard you tell me they're taking you to Chicago

And they're going to force feed you through a tube 

They're going to do their best to reverse the damage that

You've done 

I've done 

We've done 

And she won't give me a detention 

But I'll have to make up that test in science

And I'll miss you all summer 

But what I don't know right now is that 

In about 20 years 

Your daughter is going to be my flower girl 

And all I hope for her in this world 

Is that she never has friends 

That are willing to lie for her