(Difford/Tilbrook)   

   

Hand me a tissue   

Hand me your hand   

I feel like crying please understand   

I have been foolish    

I crossed that line   

That borders friendship   

In this bed of mine   

We slept together   

And it felt so wrong   

Now I know forever   

That that friendship has gone   

She wore the night shirt    

You would have worn   

If you'd been there   

If I had've tried   

To stop myself acting   

Like I chose to do    

Is this the end   

Need we pretend    

I slept with a friend   

And hurt you   



Hand me your pencil    

Hand me your heart   

I feel like writing where do I start   

We drank together and jumped into bed   

I had the pleasure   

Then I lost my friend   

We slept together and the guilt's so strong   

Now I know forever   

That that friendship has gone