Once there was a time when you called me your best friend.
I never expected you to leave and bring that to its end.
I guess I should have known better than to stick my nose in things.
But I decided to do it anyways, and this broken heart, it stings.

I'm powerless when it comes to help, I don't know what to do.
Maybe if I had tried to help then I wouldn't have lost you.
I know you haven't forgotten me, I'm just not important anymore.
I should have just been there but now my chance has gone out the door.

The three of us were close, it's true, but something's not the same.
You wandered off and interests changed, you forgot about the game.
I guess I shouldn't hold that against you for it is not your fault.
All the respect you had for me has just come to a halt.

Sometimes I'll sing a song of yours and imagine that you're there.
But I know that now that you've left us here, you will never care.
I don't think that I've cried like this since I was very small.
Tell me, why'd you have to change? You've destroyed it all.