I'll be leaving soon
I'll be passing all
The things I poured my life into
And it's strange
That we lived
Our own ways

But you were a good friend
And I'm a hard man
To love

I'd been thinking
I don't recall the time
We broke the pieces
But the pieces fell
I'd been hoping
That we could toast some good times

But you're not a good friend
And I'm a hard man
To love

I saw you
Through the rain
Through the storms
But in the final hour
You showed me
That meant nothing at all

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