| Why did I listen to my friends
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| When they told me what to do Yes, I still have my friends
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| But I don’t have you
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| And like true friends
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| They still come around
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| And say, I’m sorry you’re blue
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| Whoa, everybody loves me but you
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| My friends don’t know what they’ve done
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| Well, it wouldn’t matter anyhow
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| I can’t tell them they were wrong
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| 'Cause I’m afraid they’ll leave me, too
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| Now, it’s funny but more than ever
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| I need them now
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| I still ask my friends what to do But it seems they don’t know how to bring
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| How to bring you back
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| They say, what made him go |