It seems like exile waiting for any call
We all know the end result, that it won't come
All the circles that you've been running in
Sometimes change, but what's the same is rarely me
What's done is done
I've gone my way
I miss my friends today
And I find their names
And they're not the same
I miss my friends today
I've been trying to reach them through any means I can
But it's like they don't remember me at all
In the years that I've known them they don't try to hear from me
The path was free when it was me reaching to you
And all my effort goes to not changing
It just hurts when they despise what they once loved
Back when summers and weekends used to mean something
Now they don't and I'm alone in how I feel