next to the empty table
full of empty bottles and then
you look at me and say
'is there any coke left?'
and the my heart kinda sinks in
and i flash back to a memory of you
being my friend and then,
oh god,
i have a memory of us
i wish i never had.
i look at you,
that feeling never existed
and now look at us,
we're nothing but strangers.
we've always been nothing
but strangers.