Perfect Strangers
I used to think the world of you
Would look up to you like brothers
And you just cast me aside one day
Pushing me away
You blame it all on me
Yet you're the one who forgot how to speak
Like we're complete strangers now
And you think you have the right to judge
My choices, my relationships, my life
Its been a long time since you've had that right
A long time since the last football was thrown
The last baseball was pitched
The last joke was shared
And everything I miss
Sitting in the road at two in the morning
Just because we could
Shut me out, I never thought you would
But you would, and you could
And you did, and you have
And tomorrow will start and end the same
With me missing the way things used to be
And the people I used to call my family
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