Friday, December 17, 2010

I know that it's true.

I saw it and I know.

But really, what could we have done?
Going on in that manner would have led to even more disaster.
At least we can...maybe we can't.
You never want to be friends again.
So I'll make new friends.
And you'll make new friends.
And I'll be here hoping you aren't drinking yourself to death.
And we'll go off in our separate ways.

You go this way.

I'll go that way.

And there's so many songs that remind me.
And I'll never get away.


You can go to New York City.
Get a place on the east side.
But don't leave my mind.