Dead Friends
Ana Maria Pinto de Andrade
I've been longing to believe in you
But your reality
Is slightly skewed
You've been longing to believe in me
But my reality
Is so apart
Don't stare at me with those wide eyes
I know I made a mistake
Road that I shouldn't have taken
Don't look at me pretending I tried
I know I pushed you away
How should I complain
Because all my friends are dead and it's my fault
All my friends are dead and it's my fault
