Hand me a tissue Hand me your hand I feel like crying please understand I have been foolish I crossed that line That borders friendship In this bed of mine We slept together And it felt so wrong Now I know forever That that friendship has gone She wore the night shirt You would have worn If you'd been there If I had've tried To stop myself acting Like I chose to do Is this the end Need we pretend I slept with a friend And hurt you
Hand me your pencil Hand me your heart I feel like writing where do I start We drank together and jumped into bed I had the pleasure Then I lost my friend We slept together and the guilt's so strong Now I know forever That that friendship has gone
Printer Friendly Version
