when you were the best friend i never really hadthe sound of your smile told me if you were feeling sad
i could hear your heart before your head could say a word
but when you laugh today you make a sound i've never heard
i found you by the road that led from those you really love
they went to the ball and left you dressed in gown and globe
it's when you began to hide your eyes so no one else could see
the woman you were then just lost the girl you used to be
i gave what you wanted so you could steal what you need
with words you stabbed me leaving wounds that wouldn't bleed
you held me under water so no one could see you wet
i helped you get back the things your friends made you forget
i told you that you were not what you thought you'd become
i told you all the part of you that add up to your sum
i held in your hand all my wishes for your dreams to live
all i had was me to you i pledged to give
when you wished - for years - i saw you only with my ears
i had to learn to live in front of all my coming fears
for hours every other day braved the coming blow
i agreed to all the pain i knew i'd soon come to know
i tried my best to get us used to what would soon be
when someone you really love would set us both free
i asked your forgiveness i asked you to understand
i asked you to give back what you had clutched in your hand
and then one day the voice i knew you by had gone away
you'd call me just to say you'd no time for me that day
your words became sharper but it wasn't the words you'd say
it was the voice that told me my best friend had gone away
you told me nothing of you your voice told me much less
the more i tried to clean up the more i made a mess
i called only when allowed and they way you made me learn
the only light you gave me was just to see me burn
only did you tell me that which stabbed at my stolen heart
it took you years to make sure that you'd found a brand new start
you won't help me with my loneliness you won't stop the pain
you call just to insult me and re-open wounds again
i tried my best to be polite & to say something nice
but all these empty words still come with a heavy price
for years had passed after you knew for sure
that you were safe from loneliness and still would not share the cure
i learned to ignore your jokes and accept your tone
when i realized i gained nothing by us talking on the phone
the purpose that i'd served for a decade had no worth
in 2009 i'd i felt come to a re-birth
no longer do i have to be the butt of your jokes
maybe i could start hanging round normal folks
without the face or voice of one who's best friend was a lie
i was learning how to live again instead of just giving a try
100 weeks passed since i heard the voice of my best friend
i was sure i'd never hear that girl's voice again
for the past two years when you called i heard a different voice
what and when we spoke of never did i have a choice
for a hundred weeks you'd call or write only when you knew
no one you really loved could know i was talking to you
in all that time you'd not told me one thing you hear or see
you used a voice i didn't know just to talk down to me
for 100 weeks you spoke to me only for you
in all that time you'd not shared one thing that you do
it took about 100 weeks to get all of me back again
when one day i heard the voice of who i thought was my best friend
with her voice you told me you'd be needing me no more
it took 100 weeks to say what your voice told me two years before
you still have yet the grace to either help me or let go
so when you said thanks you told me all i'll need to know
now that you are certain that you'll never be alone
you've no reason to see if i'm dead or if i've grown
when you told me thanks for when i was there for you
you killed the last good thing that i thought was still true
