Money in a Child's Eyes

If I had a nickel for every time you blew me off in front of your friends,
I'd have a lot of money in a child's opinion.

I could buy two or three packs of that strawberry Pocky that you like so much,
and you'd probably convince me to give a pack to you.

I could buy a pack of cigarettes and not smoke them
because I made you a promise and I intend to keep it.

I could pay for two movie tickets at your favorite theater,
and in the end, you'd be the one to go with me.

My point is, you're my best friend,
even though you never apologize,
or pay me back the money you borrow,
or read the books I suggest until one of your friends suggests it.

I think I can find it in my heart to forgive you this time,
just like every other time before.