Tell Me,
What is it that you do
To keep from hurting anyone,
But you?
When I talk to you
It doesn't feel right,
Just like it use to
Realize that,
You don't always have to be right
And you don't always have to put up a fight
And when there's no one around
And you're crying all the time
Because by "new friends",
You've been forsaken
And by drugs
You've been taken
Realize that,
There's an old friend, a real friend
That loves and misses you too
And when all thats left has gone away
And theres nothing left for you
Because they don't actually care about you
Realize that,
This old friend cares for you
