Songs, places, images, smells... at the end of the day it's about what they mean. Or about what they used to. Just like people.
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend, Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best, Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense, Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong, The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend (...)
As he begins to raise his voice you lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things he will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same and you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend (...)
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend (...)
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend (...)
