You're losing a friend
You're losing a friend. You jeopardise me.
Bad bad blood on your hands. And see, you're losing a friend.
I'm fickle and I'm vain. And you trick me over and over again.
And now I'm losing you. And it's killing me.
It's the strings that I tie. I would rather just die.
Go to hell and crawl back then let you go.
Bad bad blood on your hands. And see, you're losing a friend.
I'm fickle and I'm vain. And you trick me over and over again.
And now I'm losing you. And it's killing me.
It's the strings that I tie. I would rather just die.
Go to hell and crawl back then let you go.
