Things are different
I'm losing all my old friends
When I'm with them
I no longer pretend
That I like them
Cause we don't get along
I was
Four-teen when he offered me things
He said
God doesn't even want me
Was he right though? (Was he right!?)
I still don't know (I really don't know)
Now I'm
Twenty-two and I'm living my dream
I grabbed
Everything that he handed to me
Was it worth though?
Losing my peace (Noo)
Things are different
I'm losing all my old friends
When I'm with them
I no longer pretend
That I like them
Cause we don't get along
So don't go saying
You went and distance yourself
When I was dying
I called everyone else but you
But you
And I know that I can be annoying
And I know that I can be the biggest burden
But if you were in my shoes
You would hate god too!
Things are different
I'm losing all my old friends
When I'm with them
I no longer pretend
That I like them
Cause we don't get along
So don't go saying
You went and distance yourself
When I was dying
I called everyone else but you
Things are different
Of course I miss them
Merry Christmas!
