I joke on corketsFor another night in a rowThis is becoming too routine for meBut I do that means I'll meet you onAnd it's alright to pretendThat we still talkIt's just for showIt's that it is my fault that it fell apartJust maybe you need thisAnd I didn't mean toReach you onYeah, you were everything I wantedBut I just can't finish what I startedThere's nothing left here on my bedIt was ten this morningGoGoGoYou swear that you are trueI still pick my friends over youMy friends over youPlease tell me everythingThat you think that I should knowAbout all the plans you madeWhen I was nowhere to be foundAnd it's alright to forgetThat we still talkIt's just for showIt's that it is my fault that it fell apartJust maybe you need thisAnd I didn't mean to reach you onYeah, you were everything I wantedBut I just can't finish what I startedThere's nothing left here on my bedIt was ten this morningAnd I didn't mean to reach you onYeah, you were everything I startedGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoSo you swear that you are trueLeft here on my bedIt was ten this morningGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoGoIt was ten this morningAnd I felt you had a lot of heartacheJust to be youBut I'd still be my friends over youMy friends over you