We used to be the best of friends.
I ask myself, "What happened to us?"
Well, we grew up.

You may not need me, but I need you.
It seems sometimes, I have no one.
I thought you'd always be there.
I guess I thought wrong.

Now it seems everyone is more interesting than me.
I guess to you, it is.

Just don't forget what we once had.
Because we were the best of friends.

The times we shared...
I was so happy.
I thoguth we were forever inseperable.

I try so hard to change your mind.
I still want to be your friend.

But now it's like I don't exist at all.
We've both changed.
I realize that now.

But in my mind, I guess I'll be OK.
Because at least I can always remember what we once had...