Say you dont know
What people say or do
Things start to burn
People fight
And make up
You seem to like him
Right?
Maybe im wrong
I want too many things
To be right
Im glad we are still friends
Im hanging onto the last shred of hope
Thats a string
Becoming thinner
Till it burns up
When I give up
But now
The flame
Is fading
Because I have more
Hope
Than Fire