What kind of things get lost,
When friendship becomes the cost,
From one thing to the next,
It's all been indexed,
From most important to least,
At the bottom is love that's decreased,
And how did this,
Fall into the wrong hands,
And how can we,
Know where any of this stands,
In the midst of a fire-fight,
We'll never tell who's right,
Even if it takes all night,
Oh but to walk away,
Is like having nothing left to say,
And staring it in the face,
Silent,
Never thought,
It'd pull us apart,
When we were attached at the heart,
Or maybe I was deceived,
And you were relieved,
Cause ain't that the way it goes?
One side stops loving,
A while before it shows,
When you had no one else,
I was there,
But now it seems that you just don't care,
And so I'll walk away,
Walk away,
And hope someday,
My heart will heal,
So that I may feel,
Ok.
