I don't cry any more my eyes are dry
i just cannot stop questioning why
why am i so lucky to have found a friend like you
and with this what do i do?
do i sit here and keep questioning, do i deserve you as my friend
or listen to you and have you help me mend
i need some help and you've given enough
but I'm not strong yet, not even tough
i feel this is too good and i should leave
but you tell me no i can't deceive
you make me feel so damn good
like every single person should
but then i get so depressed again and its bad
and you never seem to get mad
so thanks for sticking by me when times were rough
and dealing with my stupid stuff
