Fairweather friend
A season ends
And your conscience lends
All your lies a hand
Cause you抮e a star
And youæÅ £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 IæÅ £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 IæÅ ³e 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