Текст песни Best Of Friends

Was I sick on your couch?

I can't quite remember, didn't mean to offend you

At least I'm not as bad as last week

That is, according to rumour

And the list of folk whom I appalled

You don't ask what's the matter with me

Or why I don't stop crying

You just get the wine

And in addition to every faux pas

And emotional scar

I forgot to ask you how you are

But that's what friends are for

To gather what's left of me off the floor

And to get me to my front door

So many regrets and times I forget about you

And you're still here

But I've never been, not ever been

I've never been the best of friends

I've never been the best of friends

I smoked all your fags

When I said I was quitting, I meant I quit buying

My phone bill's enormous from calling to bore you

With the latest adventure or potential romantic disaster

I've never remembered your birthday

And then I abuse you when you fail to turn up to my gigs

It doesn't mean I don't love you to bits

And it's not a sexual thing

Though I might try it on when I'm pissed

But that's why friends exist

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When a lesser man would hate me

So many parades I've managed to rain on

Christ knows why you're still here

'Cos it buggers me, you fail to see

I've never been the best of friends

I've never been the best of friends

Gushing about you to third-party crowds

In a drinking location is small consolation

Nor never recalling to call just to say

How I adore the way

You let me get away with blue murder

A saint would have had it by now

Erased me from their mobile,

Moved house, changed their number and name

I'd give you the world

If for only one minute I'd remember

That it didn't revolve around me

How the hell can you be

When it takes me five verses to say what I feel

There's something in my eye

It might be my hair, but it's probably my pride

Please do me honour of saying you ought to

Forgive me for driving you right round the bend

Being your friend

Your emotional friend

Your so bloody difficult friend

Lucky for me that we're friends

Sorry for you that we're friends

Oh God I still hope that we're friends