Best Friends and Hospital Beds
Cold hard lines, across my face
Into a mirror, I don't recognize myself anymore
The deepest blacks, the empty greys
There is no going back, there is no in-between
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose?
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Words mean nothing but empty providence
All for a God that doesn't seem to care
Who lives and who dies, these are no choices
Each like a body broken struck from the face of a man
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose?
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose?
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
Into a mirror, I don't recognize myself anymore
The deepest blacks, the empty greys
There is no going back, there is no in-between
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose?
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Words mean nothing but empty providence
All for a God that doesn't seem to care
Who lives and who dies, these are no choices
Each like a body broken struck from the face of a man
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose?
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose?
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
Who knows what to say?
When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd
And at the back of the hall, the eyes are silent
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
How many friends can I lose before it all makes sense?
Credits
Writer(s): Kris Coombs-roberts, Richard Boucher, Gavin Burrough, Ryan Richards, Matthew Davies-kreye, Pat Lundy
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