Last January the first it was all the same
We didn't know a thing about you
But you showed up at some point
Now we can't do anything but hope
You are not the boy who cried wolf
I hope this is the only song I write about you
Maybe there'll be be another one
About us having the life we wished for
Since we were kids
But that's all
Where the f*ck are you?
Please, no more dead-friend-song this time
It will be too much for me, for us