A dirty cup sits for weeks left unattended
“Clean it up” efforts are futile, if not, resented
I’ll see it through to you
If not, this friendship is beyond repair
“How are you?”s are replaced in the form of glances
These days are nostalgia like old school dances
I’ll see it through to you
If not this friendship is beyond repair
That was then and this is now….it’s now
That was then and this is now…it’s now
Is this goodnight?
Is this goodbye?
Is this goodnight?
Is this goodbye?
This is a lie.
I’ll see it through right now
If not, this friendship is beyond repair
That was then and this is now….it’s now
That was then and this is now…it’s now
