We’ve grown out of each other and I’ve slowly watched it happen
I know it’s for the better
We all manage and lose touch, right
Bonds aren’t as tight
I’ll call you but it feels like a chore
We’ll laugh but it’s not as funny anymore
I’ll be sad and I can’t tell you how I feel
Can’t reach out
Even if I want to it’s weird
I don’t want to be sad but I can’t be fake happy
I get low
Is that a crime
I think it’s something that I’m born with
But I can’t tell you what’s on my mind
You found your cult and I’m not in
Friends grow apart, right
Somewhere lost sight
I’ll call you but it feels like a chore
We’ll laugh but it’s not as funny anymore
I’ll be sad and I can’t tell you how I feel
Can’t reach out
Even if I want to it’s weird
I don’t want to be sad but I can’t be fake happy