in our youth we must have been blind, no conditions, none,
friends easy to find, but we grew up set in our ways, now what's
happened it's worse every day
I've opened up & still you can't see, don't
hear my words you don't understand me
I'm trying hard & i don't want it to end
hey what happened? we used to be friends. now it seems
that we're so used to it become so normal cant do without
it, not by choice, you say you do it by habit
too much fighting you know i don't want it. we grew up,
i guess that just depends
we grew up, does that mean we're not friends
