does he love me or does he love me not?
and what about all the glances i caught?
the flower's wilted
i should stop counting petals i know
and everything is kind of twisted
and we're done, we're done, im done, i know
were we friends? were we enemies?
were all the emotions disguised?
were we friends? are we ever gonna be?
one last chance is all i ask for...
we were friends and now we're enemies
i still hope that we're meant to be