Sam Cane - Can We Still Be Freinds by the End of the World? Lyrics

Alcohol helps
Both for hands and for hearts
Though we're drinking alone
Our spirits won't part

For as long as things aren't working
There's work to be done
Like cutting back on Instagram
To name only one

So scrub on both palms a few more times
But don't wash your hands of freinds
We might be stood some two metres apart but kindness distance mends

No charm, wit or tone are conveyed over text
I miss the firm warmth of a handshake
Please excuse my email etiquette
Conference calls are sort of a ball-ache

So scrub on both palms a few more times, but don't wash your hands of freinds
We might be sat some two miles apart but kindness distance mends

Can we still be friends by the end, end of the world?
Oh, will we stay friends by the end, end of the world?

Its dawning on me that it's better this way
That we sit and alone at our own place there's only so much room for talking each day
And I think I'd get sick of your face