Lyrics
You're not here because of me,
My Best Friend.
You can see me for the truth,
And you do.
So long ago we were swimming,
Through the patterns of life.
Now it is what we get to do.
And I beg to differ,
With this cross you drew for me,
To sever the people with another clue, Hurting.
A dime on the ground,
Is one that has to be picked up.
I'm telling you, baby,
That the time is seen for love.
We know where to go from here,
My Best Friend.
Somewhere safely down the road,
We get sane.
How do we make it through the night,
With the convenient knife.
I beg to see become new.
And I beg to differ,
With this cross you drew for me,
To sever the people with another clue, Hurting.
A dime on the ground,
Is one that has to be picked up.
I'm telling you, baby,
That the time is seen for love.
And I beg to differ,
With this cross you drew for me,
To sever the people with another clue, Hurting.
A dime on the ground,
Is one that has to be picked up.
I'm telling you, baby,
That the time is seen for love.
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