I have haunted many photographs In the background, in the fore And as many loves that have crossed my path In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends It was friends who broke my heart
Well fair dues, nobody prepares you And nobody's prepared, nobody's prepared And they tell you "Just you wait It kills you, and only love can break you More the more you care And all, and all in love is fair" But it's not fair
I have haunted many photographs In the background, in the fore And as many loves that have crossed my path In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends It was friends who broke my heart
And I've pushed myself to be vulnerable And then slept with one eye wide All that pain and nothing gained in the end In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends
In the end, (In the end) it was friends In the, in the end In the, in the end In the, in the end In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends In the end, it was friends It was friends who broke my heart
Compositores: James Blake Litherland (James Blake) (PRS), Richard W Jr Nowels (Rick Nowels) (PRS)Editores: Apricot Bonfire Music, I Keep Calling, Pulse Global, Universal Music WorksECAD verificado obra #31838094 em 02/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM