Forget the times that we both cried
Forget the times that you stood by

Forget the times you held my hand
Forget the good things if i can

But I won't forget the things you said
What you thought of me inside your head

Or all the times you stabbed by back
And when i was sorry you wouldn't take be back

And when you said we weren't friends
That this time it's over; it is the end

So I guess its true what they say
Even your true friends will turn away

They move so fast as fast as wind
Thats why all friends have and end.
 
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