my circle of friends I could count on one finger
and then that's where it ends
it's only a circle cause she goes around in my memory
and then that's where it ends
there she goes again
is she really a friend if she only comes around in memories?
I don't know do I need some kind of remedy
For be alone
there she goes again

I spend my days doing things that don't matter and my nights are filled with
things that are sadder now look at all I've thrown away
there she goes again
is she really a friend if she only comes around in memories?
I don't know do I need some kind of therapy
For be alone
there she goes again

Composição: Ken Mickey