1Initials – 3/20/o6 mon.
Interesting that our paths cross
That we diverge right here
His release is a can of Coca Cola
And sometimes, a little bit of beer
The three of us used to be so close
We came together hand-in-hand
And now what's left of our memories
But this old, broken and torn band
The band that used to unite us
The glue that held us together
It once dangled safely from my wrist
But now it's lost – like us – forever
There used to be two of you
And only one of me
Now the image of myself – alone
Is all that I can see
What happened to our friendship?
Did I hurt this pact so bad?
It's enough to make me cry at night
It's enough to make me fucking mad
If I cry enough, will it bring us back?
Two of my eyes for two of my men
A river of tears is what you each deserve
So take them now, and accept my amends
I guess this really is goodbye then
No more laughing or arguing
But I'll hang on to our memories
And recite them while I sit on the swing