Por todas las cosas que alguna vez hicimos mal...
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones youve followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or hell say hes just not the same
And youll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life...