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.