Wish you the worst;

I saw you at the grocery store, you both looked happy, picking out the usual, she's a carbon copy, of everything you lost, of everything I'm not, I guess you just forgot, how to pick 'em, if she's the one I've heard about, I'm disappointed, if she's the reason why you left, I'm not impressed at all, well this looks like the end, we can still be friends, congratulations, let me be the first to wish you the worst, 'cause I think you deserve each other, let me the curse, that creeps under your skin, until your heart caves in, and you wish she was me again, and again, well, someone had to tell the truth, and I'm always honest, I read you like an open book, and it's obvious to me, she's just the one between, heading no where fast, sure it's gonna last forever.