Box springs are stained with yellow Pillows held our heads now hold in the rain Outside on the curb where I wasted half of your life Both of our lives Everything's closer to the end but I will get farther from you Everything's closer it's the end but I will get further from you Your eyes are blue but I can't see that color hue It's been so damn long God I was wrong I'm dead to you, you say we are friends but What is a friend when There is a man who Sleeps in your bed to?