A Song Written On A Bo’s Coffee’s Tissue Paper… friends,you’ll b d 1 to decide the title
words/music:michael anthony curan
genre: slow punk rock
VERSE ONE:
i met her last november
she was sitting at my favorite diner
few talks and then its gettin’ better
we became closer to each other
PRE CHORUS ONE:
and i started to treat her like a real friend
like the one who’ll stay in the end
never realized i was just a mere acquintance
never saw the look in her eyes
CHORUS:
maybe this is my life
maybe its who i am
always trust a friend
and later it will be broken down
all i did was to be
a real friend to (CENSORED-NAME INCLUDED).just think of something that rhyme with the word "be")
but all she did was lie to me
she never realized
how deeply im hurtin’ inside…
VERSE TWO:
As far as i remember
She’s the only one i can relate to
but i never felt something special
just to be a close friend is all im asking
PRE CHORUS TWO:
but why do i cry evrytime she told me lies
and why do i reacted this way
am i crazy, do i still want friendship
am i stupid pls tell me ok?
(REPEAT CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
i still treasure the friendship that we have
even though i mean nothing to you
u can still count on me when people turn you down
when there’s no one around
and no (CENSORED AGAIN-NAME INCLUDED) to be found
(REPEAT CHORUS)
I’ll be a friend u can hold on
standing in the middle of pain
2007 michael anthony curan
FEBRUARY 21 at around 11pm at Bo’s coffee Cebu Doctor’s university branch on a piece of tissue paper and a bartender’s ballpen which eventually i took home with me..
im so sorry i forgot to return it…maybe tomorrow if ever i still…am never mind..
Good night cowboys!!!
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