“Trying hard to forget
The things I’ve done in the past
Was the illusion of forgiveness
Really meant to last
But we’re not afraid of ghosts anymore
Or the tales that come with them
You can stay at my house
Anytime that you like
If you need a place to hide
You know I won’t let them find you
If my roommate kicks you out
We never cared much anyhow
The way she feels about you
I guess I outta be leaving too
As the population grows
Our friendships starts to dwindle
And the lies we have told
Have split us down the middle
In the morning I found out
You’re not one for goodbyes
Well that’s okay, neither am I
I’ll try and cover up our lies
In the morning I found out
You packed up and headed South
Still confused, not blaming you
I guess I outta be leaving too
As the population grows
Our friendships starts to dwindle
And the lies we have told
Have split us down the middle”
Illbjjb
