In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, March 16, 2019
a friend to me
I remember you, my old friend
you're out with your new friends
I guess you're happy now
life gets kind of rough
when you're not good enough
I thought we'd stay friends somehow
I was so damn stupid
to think I meant anything to you
the only thing that you did
was to reject somebody you knew
and still I thought
still I believed
that you were
a friend to me
I still don't understand
what I did to make you not give a damn
but I know you're living well
new friends with expensive clothes
some of these and some of those
money talks
I guess I couldn't tell
you didn't even let me know
that's what people do these days
you have to learn as you go
that some people just go away
and still I thought
still I believed
that you were
a friend to me
I was ignorant
I was wrong
but you knew that
all along
go ahead
stay away
I can't believe a word you say
now I realize what you are
go ahead
take me off your list
forget the fact that
I exist
pretend that you don't know me from afar
you're such a fucking coward
you couldn't even face me
you prove you have the power
to replace me
and still I thought
still I believed
that you were
a friend to me
I was wrong
as you can see
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