Walking side by side holding what I thought a mutual respect I have nothing against you and you've never given me reason to
You would always give me a bump when I needed you or kept clear out of my way
Never have I felt to doubt you or put you in a bad light While you kept your distance I was always grateful you kept me in your sight
Hollow but sweet Misfortune I'm afraid I too have arrived at your boat And while I walk with his lies my dear Friendship, slips a knife in Love's throat