Hey, you and me will be always Now, see, your clothes your shoes and your best friends They ain't gonna stay the same Your reckless years and your mistakes I promise you, they fade away But trust me, the one thing that nothing in this world can change

Eh-eh, eh-eh ye-ha, ye-ha Eh-eh, eh-eh aha-aha So happy I could die and it's alright Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine So happy I could die be your best friend Yeah I'll love you forever Stars in our eyes 'cause we're having a good time Up in

The day I die, the day I die Where will we be? I don't need you, I don't need you Besides I barely ever see you anymore And when I do it feels like you're only halfway there Young mothers love me even ghosts of Girlfriends call from Cleveland They will

Don't you forget about dying Don't you forget about your friend death Don't you forget that you will die Who walks behind Lucifer, whispering Silently into your mind To save your lives To hide from me To ride with me

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Come into me It's pouring rain Uh huh, uh huh When the sun shines, we shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out 'til the end

I used to say I and me, now it's us, now it's we. Ben, the two of us need look no more, We both found what we were looking for. With a friend to call my own, I'll never be alone, and you, my friend, will see, You've got a friend in me. Ben, you're always

Laughing with your girlfriends Not a care in the world, not a burden on your mind It was a matter of time You're looking for a way out I can feel it Come on, show me where it hurts Maybe I can heal it Your feelings are your own Now you keep 'em under

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go I'd best be on my way out Ignorance is your new best friend Well, you treat me just like another stranger You treat me just like another stranger Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your

What d'you think you're Gonna be doin' next year? How you know you're not Gonna up and die? No doubt... Soon enough your friends Will find you out

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun