I thought I'd know my way by now, but yet i still get lost, somehow. I ask you please to see your map, but you just lie. You find a fork stuck in the road. It's shimmer blinds which way to go. The road away leaves no turning back. I say you take it. Two years with nothing left to show. I know the way which you will go. You know just how to make me hurt, and I just cry. I wish we'd never been so close. I'll say at times I loved you most. But still I have a better friend. He'll never hurt me.