Why should I have to wake up and feel sorry
I open my eyes and carry out my day
Walking along Our Street
Stopping by your house
And can’t find anything to say
I miss my best friend
To include when we argue and fight
I miss waking up calling you
And you helping me sleep at night
Why did you have to go
It felt like a death departure
Back in forth with reasons
And can’t find any cloture
Not only have you left
But you’ve taken my heart with you
And now I’m left here frightened
On Our Street with nothing to do
Our friendship was my rock
And you were the hard core
Fighting with these emotions
Have left my heart is left sore
I’ve been so strung out
Since we’ve been ripped and torn apart
And I'm left with this feeling
Like a bullet to the heart