Knew our time together was coming to an end
Simple things started becoming a chore
Its easy to say that ya we would always be friends
But ive heard those false promises before

Though our time spent was some of the
best ever
It seemed truly never to get outta 2nd gear
And the friend i am is not fair weather
I dont need to be living in constant fear

So i bid you fare thee well
I will remember this short interlude
Rather split now than go thru another hell
No disrespect not tryin to be rude...