Var I

Dear friend
Why you're so mad

You forced me
To depart
From chase I’ve held 
From the perfect sight

I let you in
You are on edge tonite 
Choked and lost

Stay  
I will pay for that
And then let you go

We walked together under the moon
But have we known it ends too soon
You think we're traitors
You're no right
And our friendship was not so tight

Friendship is a [bad word] 
You'll die alone