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Mar 2015
Well through the years I've had many friends
They're always coming , they're always leaving
And lately I've been thinking
Who are the ones
That are worth keeping?

There are strangers, acquaintances, mutual friends
Life-longers, fair-weathers, but in the end
If I can say I can count them on one hand
I can consider myself a rich man

If you have my back I'll have always have yours
I'm not burning bridges or closing doors
Just wanna have fun and down some beers
Lost too many friends over the years

But maybe its me who makes them go
Whats wrong with me? I don’t know
Oh well, just move on
Just face the fact that there gone

There are strangers, acquaintances, mutual friends
Life-longers, fair-weathers, but in the end
If I can say I can count them on one hand
I can consider myself a rich man

I live my life with no regret
Doesn’t mean I'm not upset
There's just one thing I don’t get
Why did you have to lie?
Why'd you leave me high and dry
And go off with some other guy
In the back of my mind I knew
That within a month we’d be through
Fighting an emotional battle
Face down in the rubble
I hide at the bottom of a bottle

You said so long, in tears
I couldn’t say a word
I ran to the words
And you went home

I look back

I loved you so much
It was never good enough
I'd make it easy, you'd make it rough
No give just take
Never fifty fifty
More like 80/20
You said so long, in tears
I couldn’t say a word
I ran to the woods
And you went home
Tommy Johnson
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Tommy Johnson  New Jersey
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