Good friend, they saw you sober.
They saw the mess you made and now it's over with.
And you can't hide behind that nine to five kind of mind you've grown that I said its over with, cause it's never over with (over with).
I've got a couple of good good friends that saw my faith in you, my undeveloped point of view.
That led me believe your hands could lift a certain side of me that won't stay over with, oh no no no.
I've got bad news.
I've got nothing good to say to you, I think that your lost.
But I have found that bad news is all I found for you.
But the fact remains the same, I think that your lost.
But I will find you, I will find you...
A good friend.
Before you become withdrawn, before your gone so they might take you apart.
And I've got bad news.
For those sick and skewed point of views that you had, that maybe I shouldn't have.
Because from time to time you'd ask me why.
I've got bad news.
I've got nothing good to say to you, I think that your lost.
But I have found that bad news is all I found for you.
But the fact remains the same, I think that your lost.
But I have found that, I have found that...
From time to time, the watchful eyes take the pressure off of you.
Sometimes they focus on me.
And from time to time, the watchful eyes take the pressure off of you.
And focus on me focus on me.
There comes a time that start appearing less and less and your good good friends will know your gone.
And good friend, if this is the life you choose to lead ill loose all faith in you.