Some people think that they are your friends
Whatever might happen they'll wish you the best in the end
He held no trust but lived like he did
When clear visions were burned into red
He'd forgotten everything that he'd ever said
If you don't really mean it, I don't want to hear it
Sometimes no truth is better than some
No, it's not O.K. to leave it at that
You just can't walk away
A cut of your hair or change of your face
Will change your look but never your place
Ask me once and I'll give it a try
But I held no lethal hope and I never really said good-bye