What are friends for, and are they electric?
These are the questions I must face today
Helen is one who I thought fantastic
But she has let me down, it's not OK
She thinks it's just what she wants, but I say
It's what we both want, find a middle ground
If I'm just one minor part player, hey
That's not for me, that's not really allowed
I think more of myself than that, I'm sound
I thought I'd proved that, but can't make that stick
In her mind, she's got bigger things, will stay
As she is, that's fine, but it's turned around
Now I'll go on without her weak-willed schtick
A bloody shame that it's turned out that way
Fri 14th June
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