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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caroline Miller
Songwriter
Whitney Miller
Songwriter
Texty
All my friends just left
Going out for cigarettes
They've been gone so long
Is this where I belong
Looking through the glass
Wondering if I'll be last
Sitting along again
It's my choice, I pretend
But I remember the way you looks at me and
I know I'd be a good one to leave
One day I'll know
One day I'll find
Real friends who don't leave for smokes yeah
One day I'll know
One day I'll find
Real friends who don't leave for smokes I swear
All this time I thought
This is where I belong
What a waste of time
You were never mine
But I remember the way you looks at me and
I know I'd be a good one to leave
One day I'll know
One day I'll find
Real friends who don't leave for smokes yeah
One day I'll know
One day I'll find
Real friends who don't leave for smokes I swear
One day I'll know
One day I'll find
Real friends who don't leave for smokes yeah
One day I'll know
One day I'll find
Real friends are so hard to
Real friends are so hard to
Real friends are so hard to find
Written by: Caroline Miller, Whitney Miller
