THE WAY SOME FRIENDS HAVE GONE GHOST LIKE CASPER, A FRIENDSHIP WITH NO MORE HOPES, JUST DISASTER. WALKING ON ROAD LIKE IT'S A HI/BYE THING,
NOT FINKING ABOUT ALL THE JOKES WE USED TO BRING.
WHAT HAPPEN TO THE PERSON I KNEW BEFORE
THE ONE WHO USED TO HELP ME SNEAK OUTTA MY DOOR.
CLOSE ENOUGH TO BE CALLED MY FAMILY
THE ONLY PERSON WHO KNEW THE REAL ME.
CAUGHT UP IN THE BUSINESS OF PEOPLE THAT SURROUND YOU
SLOWLY OUR FRIENDSHIP TORE INTO TWO.
I DIDN'T NOTICE AT FIRST, I DIDN'T WANT TO ACCEPT
YOU SLYLY TURNED YOUR BACK, AND THAT YOU'LL REGRET
GO ON AND STAB MY BACK AS MUCH AS YOU WANT
JUST REMEMBER I WAS DER FOR YOU, WHEN YOU LEGS WERE OPEN AND ON THE HUNT.
BUT MY EYES ARE OPEN AND NOW I SEE CLEAR,
I DON'T WANT YOU BACK, I WONT EVEN SHED A TEAR.
