i have a friend she s just a friend i tried to comfort and defend i gave her what you might call advice but nothing like that comes without a price the rumour was a cruel surprise and she dissolved before my eyes i offered my hand and hers and mine entwined i thought about back then when i wished that she had been mine there s no use in shedding any tears he s no good to you the way he is he s beyond forgiving and believing half of his heart is torn like paper it s sweet as the syrup from the maple but that s not the part of him you re leaving in time they re bound to wonder why it s just a thrill you can t deny i offered my shoulder right away now people will talk about what i can t say and yet the whispers still persist they re getting harder to resist how am i supposed to stop loving you now i ve begun and i m sorry for what i might do more than what i have done there s no use in shedding any tears he s no good to you the way he is he s beyond forgiving and believing half of his heart is filled with pain that s sweet as a lick of sugarcane but that s not the part of him you re leaving love is a many splintered thing that only cuts roses and ribbons that cling but that s not the part of him you re leaving