So we went and changed. Left a friendship in our wake.
I won't take the blame. We're just not the same.
And we both know I'm not the only one that's letting go.
Oh no.
We're products of a situation we brought upon ourselves.
All we're good at is turning our backs.
Why should I respect you if you don't yourself?
And should summer help you remember my name, I'll be here to laugh in your face.