A few hours i've been with him
and we have been friends - bestfriend...
Can you hear...
the words I'm telling you...
Is it not enough for me to bleed? Im dying.
It is just enough to hear you sing...
Hinged inside my heart is a door
with footprints engraved in the floorboard...
A mate is someone you can talk whit and be whit in...
You can compare friends whit dogs. You can trust...
You were there with me through thick and thin,
Almost as if you were my twin...
Your eyes full of lies
desperate for cries...
You called me a s**t you called me a w***e
i slamed your face right in that door...
You can smile to my face,
Say that you're my friend...
Just a prank
that's all it was...
I went to call you
Then I realized where not talking...
You said we were best friends but lately its like...
In as little time as a year you turned from...