When I think about you and you're not around Does it really matter if you give up in the end Isn't it all the same? Isn't it just a game? So tired of living like this So tired of feeling guilt So fed up with the way it's all come through Then the rain came down to wash away the memories Of you and me in the sun We were young and we were free Hand in hand, together We walked across the sand Does it really matter if you're just not my friend? Isn't it all the same? Isn't it just a game? So tired of going through this So tired of feeling blue So fed up with the way it's all come through So fed up with the way it's all come through