Friends

It's nice to
Think that we could be something after this
And I've tried to
Fantasize what it'd be like to talk to you
After we're through

'Cause honestly I've been taking mental pictures of you
I've been soaking in your sweet perfume
Hoping to overdose on what I'll miss
Anything to be over you
I swear it's true
That after we burn they'll be nothing left

For God knows we can’t be friends
No we can't be friends
But for those we can pretend
To care for each other
We can

Try to
Fix the little things we hate about one another
But what we should do is admit that we weren’t meant to be together
To make it easier

'Cause honestly I’ve got all these mental pictures of you
I’ve been growing sick of your sweet perfume
Thinking I’ve overdosed on what I’ll miss
Now it’s time I’ll be over you
I swear it’s true
That after we burn there will be nothing left

For God knows we can’t be friends
No we can't be friends
But for those we can pretend to care for each other, no
We can
We can pretend
We can pretend
We can pretend to care for each other
We can