Fairweather friend
A season ends
And your conscience lends
All your lies a hand

Cause youæ?®e a star
And youæ?£l go far
You stand in the flame
Just to make a name

You glance at the ceiling
Buy another round
Lonely but for feeling
I can hang around
I can hang around

The clock on the wall
It takes time to fall
And itæ?¯ the fall Iæ?£l do
If only for you

The chance to run
Has left me spun
Right around the core
Of what I need you for

Itæ?¯ a disaster
And after all I need you to remind myself
That itæ?¯ my fault, itæ?¯ not my fault
I can hear the pain
Well, pause no more
And Iæ?³e never prayed before
Never prayed before
You glance at the ceiling
Buy another round
Lonely but for feeling
That I can hang around
I can hang around