Mourning

Friendship is a word
I would never use lightly

You never understood
What it means to me
But I was foolish and lonely
So I closed my eyes, chose not to see

The five stages of mourning
Well, they do not quite apply
For the stage of denial
I've been living that the entire time

To you a friend is just some "buddy"
With whom to hang out, get drunk and cheer
The river of your affection
Is only as wide as a can of beer

The five stages of mourning
Well, they do not quite apply
I have traded my anger for sadness
And I am sad now all the time

Against all better judgment
I was hoping for greater things to come
But in the end it was all disappointing
What can you expect from a simple man?!

The five stages of mourning
Well, they do not quite apply
There is nothing here to bargain for
The illusion of you, it had to die

To bury an empty coffin
Is the hardest way to say goodbye
It's quite a fitting picture though
For your friendship... It was hollow inside

The five stages of mourning
Well, they do not quite apply
For the stage of denial