Our friendship has a white flag
I´ll surrender if that´s what it takes
But I´ll never admit defeat
If that´s the road then you have the map
You and I mean way less to me than anything
In the isolation of the thoughts and judgments
And whatever happens to be spewing out of your dependency jail
There´s a slow dance soiree of trouble and you threw the party
We´re all doused in gasoline with no fear of flame
Well there´s a lot of things that can start a fire
I hope you´re satisfied because we all know that it´s the last thing
That I´ll hide and it´s the last that you can expect
No! You make your own damn mistakes!