Sometimes when I reminisce. I think of all the good times that we’ll miss
But I can’t help but feel like the times we had were so surreal
Yea but then again all good things must come to an end
Maybe if things were different. We still might be friends to this day

Were tight right?
You’ll be out of my life, out of my sight

All the times we said we’ll always stay best friends
No matter what happens in the end
What a bunch of lies what you’ve become is everything I despise
So much for this… What a bunch of shit I used to believe in this
Were still tight? Yea right!!!