Trust, I watch you fall right through the floor
And I try, but I don't care anymore
Look at what a person you've become
You just turn 'til you fall and come undone


My friend, friend
We've come to an end
I painted this picture but the colors don't blend
And now I can't deal cause I'd rather be real instead
My friend, friend
You've got to your head
You tried to use the band aid but you laid cement
And now I can say it's too last cause I'm good on friends
I already got enough of them
I already got enough of them

Words, they never cut you to the bone
Does it look good up there from your broken throne?
Now are you gonna pull another stunt?
Pull out your [?], it's all in good fun


My friend, friend
We've come to an end
I painted this picture but the colors don't blend
And now I can't deal cause I'd rather be real instead
My friend, friend
You've got to your head
You tried to use the band aid but you laid cement
And now I can say it's too last cause I'm good on friends
I already got enough of them
I already got enough of them


I'm calling you now
I'm calling you out
You never hear a sound
I'm calling you now
I'm calling you out
You never hear a sound


My friend, friend
We've come to an end
I painted this picture but the colors don't blend
And now I can't deal cause I'd rather be real instead
My friend, friend
You've got to your head
You tried to use the band aid but you laid cement
And now I can say it's too last cause I'm good on friends
I already got enough of them
I already got enough of them