
Date of issue: 28.05.2020
Song language: English
Hanging Posters |
I’m friends with friends who |
Are not my friends but |
We do a marvelous job |
Playing pretend and |
As time has passed |
I’ve come to bask |
Inside one glorious fact |
The past will always be the past |
And that’s just that so |
I’m hanging posters on my wall |
Till one by one I watch 'em fall |
As friendly faces through the years |
Slowly fade and disappear |
We were built to drift apart |
Friends are for the faint of heart |
Don’t act like you’re torn apart |
When we both knew this from the start |
I say I’m bad at texting |
But there’s more to that fact |
See, I’m not just bad at texting |
I don’t want to text you back |
And friendships are like yearbooks |
The pictures always last |
But rarely do those pictures |
Call you up and try to ask |
How things in life are treating you? |
Have you been doing well? |
And even when those people call |
I find it hard to tell |
If all our conversations |
Have incentives that are hidden |
So to all my failed relationships |
I say to you good riddance |
I’m hanging posters on my wall |
Till one by one I watch 'em fall |
As friendly faces through the years |
Slowly fade and disappear |
We were built to drift apart |
Friends are for the faint of heart |
Don’t act like you’re torn apart |
When we both knew this from the start |
It’s not like |
You knew me that well |
Don’t act like |
It makes you so sad |
I’m hanging posters on my wall |
One by one I watch 'em fall |
That’s life |
Can we all just move along? |
That’s life |
Can we all just move along? |