There was a girl
She was actually a friend
Couldn't say how we
Ended up this way but
We were drinking
Laughing at the ways
In which we made
Our best mistakes
And managed everything
There was this guy
I barely knew
But I pretended to
And now when it hurts
I rub him out
Smudge him to grey
Colourful picture
Of my life
Squirt a bit more
Shadow on and
It comes up right
Fading every day
These times once vibrant to the eye
Turning grey
And there was a kid
Stuck out her hand
Touched the fire
Leaped away
And cried out for mother