Friends have come and friends have gone,
This goes off and on, off and on,
I'll never know why they leave,
Is it me? Do I decieve?

It's all well, I have me,
And if alone it is, alone i'll be,
My friends can walk out,
That's one less person that will have to shout.

They can go and try to get me back,
To late, it's me now that they lack,
I know they've never given me love,
There's one less person I have to shove.

They can go on and start to hate,
They can go and live their lives, Oh so Great,
If I ever let myself get close a friend,
I know my sanity has begun to end.

My friends, my friends, where do they go?
This is something I will never know,
But I don't really care anyway,
I'll just keep going alone every day.
 
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