The pain has returned
An ice melting burn,
That loses your best friend
That hand they used to lend, They retreated
When they are exactly what you needed
I liked them better before,
They left for a cup of sugar next door And there was someone else
Who was the first person I told about ol' Bergen Bels.
I had to let go
Time went fast, time went slow We got too close
I'm sorry for you, I had my goodbye toast
What is friendship,
Without the jump and the flip? Time stealing
Dime dealing
Time can make a wound
And put you in your tomb