| We used to be the best of friends
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| I wrote a song for you
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| You’d call me for no reason
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| Talk about TV and food
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| We used to be the best of friends
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| You read my horoscope
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| You said I wasn’t anal enough to be a Virgo
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| I said that’s what I hoped
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| I admitted I was scared to you
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| I said I couldn’t sleep
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| I told my jokes and they were bad
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| You laughed to humour me
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| We used to be the best of friends
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| We flirted but no more
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| Sometimes we’d drop each other hints
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| That we would both ignore
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| But now we’re not the best of friends
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| We said we’d always be
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| There was a night I should’ve kissed you
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| That blame belongs to me
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| 'Cos you got a boyfriend, got a life
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| I guess he took my place
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| I started speaking to you less and less
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| Till you were just another face
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| But sometimes our eyes meet
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| Sometimes we look around
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| Then one of us will look away
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| I usually look down
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| The other night I was hanging out
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| Red eyes, wet hair
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| I looked across the circle
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| And you were sitting there
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| The moment lasted forever
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| The reefer round this time
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| I took the hit and passed it on
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| Inside I nearly cried
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| When I think about the friends I’ve had
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| Forgotten faces in a crowd
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| The many times I’ve bared my soul
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| I’ve grown this old, I’ve cried out loud
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| I looked at you, you sat in shock
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| I looked at you, you sat in shock
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| My drifting nature has got to stop
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| My drifting nature’s got to stop |