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

Cause you抮e a star
And you抣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 it抯 the fall I抣l do
If only for you

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

It抯 a disaster
And after all I need you to remind myself
That it抯 my fault, it抯 not my fault
I can hear the pain
Well, pause no more
And I抳e 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