we can talk about it we can laugh about it we can cry about it alone in bed at night we could be together we could be each other make love in the morning you could make me cry but why oh why am i so pleased with the way things are it's comfortable and kind so we cannot be friends in my dreams I've had you in my life i don't in my heart I'd keep you but on my mind i won't and that's why i know that we cannot be friends i'll end up trapped in lies and breaking all my plans i'd shed the skin of old me and close another door become the type of girl i hate and i don't know what for so no, we cannot be friends anymore