boy you make it easy
to forget we ever met
all this talk of keeping touch
there's been no talking yet so
tell me when you're ready man
and i'll call you my friend
but i don't mind
calling this the end
boy you make it easy
for a girl to lose her head
losing sleep and losing time
hey losers never win so
shake my hand call it a tie
and i'll call you my friend
but i don't mind...
calling this the end
the end...
boy you make it easy
for a memory to bend
fact and fiction fading
into one confusing blend but
i'll remember good things now
and i'll call you my friend
but i don't mind...
calling this the end
there are people who have changed my life
there are faces i have left behind
if you aint up to it i'll let it die
but its up to you
to change my mind
boy you got it easy leaving
starting over fresh
abandoning beginnings that
you brought to life and left
so pack your bags and say goodbye
and call me sometime friend
but i don't mind...
calling this the end