Oh my friend, it hurts!

The day we chose to be friends and I spoke my heart out

You chose to fill in the spaces and speak your way out

Oh my friend, it hurts!

 

The day you asked me to speak nothing but fact

I chose to follow and you made it no more than an act

Oh my friend, it hurts!

 

The day you proclaimed friends for life

I didn’t know it was a well-disguised knife

Oh my friend, it hurts!

 

The day you told me it’s all fabrication

And you wished to use this confession as an act of salvation  

Oh my friend, it hurts!

 

The precious moments we spent is a thing of the past

Etched in my memory are the days of blast

Oh my friend, it hurts to forget things!