Em
Last sunday was the day, that we changed the world.
(That we changed the world)
You can only say no, so many times,
Before you let go.
(Don't let go.)
Thank god we have eachother.
(Thank god we have eachother.)
But do we have eachother?
(But do we have eachother?)
I think there's so much more to this, I
Think there's so much more to this.
Best friends. This will never end,
I keep telling myself, but I cannot pretend
That we don't have something here.
Best friends twisted at the ends,
I can try to hide, but I cannot defend,
Myself from you.
•••
Last sunday was the day,
That we sold the world.
(That we sold the world.)
You don't have to say yes,
Just don't ask for less.
(Ask for more.)
Thank god we're so familiar.
(Thank god we're so familiar.)
But are we really familiar?
(But are we really familiar?)
You can't tell me it isn't right,
It's black and white; I think it's grey.
It's great.
Best friends. This will never end,
I keep telling myself, but I cannot pretend
That we don't have something here.
Best friends twisted at the ends,
I can try to hide, but I cannot defend,
Myself from you.
(Myself from yooou.)
•••
Best friends. This will never end,
I keep telling myself, but I cannot pretend...
Best friends twisted at the ends,
I can try to hide, but I must defend,
Myself from you.
Myself from you.
(That we changed the world)
You can only say no, so many times,
Before you let go.
(Don't let go.)
Thank god we have eachother.
(Thank god we have eachother.)
But do we have eachother?
(But do we have eachother?)
I think there's so much more to this, I
Think there's so much more to this.
Best friends. This will never end,
I keep telling myself, but I cannot pretend
That we don't have something here.
Best friends twisted at the ends,
I can try to hide, but I cannot defend,
Myself from you.
•••
Last sunday was the day,
That we sold the world.
(That we sold the world.)
You don't have to say yes,
Just don't ask for less.
(Ask for more.)
Thank god we're so familiar.
(Thank god we're so familiar.)
But are we really familiar?
(But are we really familiar?)
You can't tell me it isn't right,
It's black and white; I think it's grey.
It's great.
Best friends. This will never end,
I keep telling myself, but I cannot pretend
That we don't have something here.
Best friends twisted at the ends,
I can try to hide, but I cannot defend,
Myself from you.
(Myself from yooou.)
•••
Best friends. This will never end,
I keep telling myself, but I cannot pretend...
Best friends twisted at the ends,
I can try to hide, but I must defend,
Myself from you.
Myself from you.
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Writer(s): Scott Robert Ayotte
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