There’s the hatchet grab a knife
When I woke there was nothing real in this life
But dreams are so intoxicating
When you’re doing this alone
Gun rope brick on the way
But words have no meaning
When it’s you that says I really do care
No baby I really do care

Innocence gone
Never take friendship personal
You can’t hold yourself together
Why should I hold you now?

Once the sceptic now the critic
And you think you have finally found a place of your own
Amongst the cold and timid souls
Where only failure knows your name
Look around for the closest to blame
But look no further than the hands beneath your arms
And now you’re six feet down buried
With your passing fame

Innocence gone
Never take friendship personal
You can’t hold yourself together
Why should I hold you now?

Oh, you lie
Tell me something more than what you try to hide
If you can’t find yourself
Then how can I expect to find you
Oh, you cry
Tell me something more than what you try
The greatest tragedy is not your death
But a life without reason
Then life has no purpose
When a life has no reason
Then life has no purpose


Anberlin - Never take friendship personal