Fairweather friends A season ends And your conscience lends All your lies a hand
Cause you're a star And you'll 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 Yeah I can hang around
The clock on the wall It takes time to fall And it's the fall I'll do If only for you
The chance to run Has left me spun Right around the core Of what I need you for
It's a disaster And after all I need you to remind myself That it's my fault, it's not my fault I can hear the pain Well pause no more And I've never prayed before yea Never prayed before
You glance at the ceiling And buy another round Lonely but for feeling That I can hang around I can hang around