I sit here on the bus
the guy who sits next to me in geometry, sits not...
You were my bestest friend
Always there with a hand to lend...
Near midnight hour, i cannot sleep
empty tears escape my eyes...
Sitting in the light shade of the moon,
Knowing that you're my best friend...
You look into my eyes and say your the one the one...
But i don't want to hurt you i didn't want you see...
We used to be real close
we used to be the best of friends...
You wanted to know why i was
stupid enough to cut so deep...
He's definitely different
Just not the same...
I wanna trust you on this,
I wanna believe you...
When one is left out,
Some can see...
I'm sorry for what I did to you,
but I had to do something before my heart turned...
Remember the good ol\'days,
when we didnt need ash trays...