Friend

We started off, a little while ago

We built this little boat

And set it off to sea

Then we brought a friend along the way

We decided he would stay

Stay with you and me

Bought some sticks

And put then in your in hands

I taught you how to stand

I taught you everything

I opened up your mind to something new

And now it something you can use

You don't have to thank me

But don't expect me, to be smiling

When we meet again

I think you'll understand

I don't think I want to be your friend

Now there's only one solution

And of course you jump up to conclusions

And you can count how much we owe you

But you just lost something much greater

You just lost your best friend

So don't expect me, to be smiling

When we meet again

I think you'll understand

I don't…