Testo Friend

I spoke to a friend and told him that I need to find him
And it's been near a decade but I still think about you
And I still remember the way to your home and every room inside
What if I came knocking and asked for all my time back?
I keep track of yours but do you keep track of my birthdays?
And is it true what they say, do you want to hurt me?

When I find out what you really meant Will it make me bash myself?
Or will we ever meet again?
And I know that your mom still remembers my face
Maybe she looks back and tries to pinpoint when I changed
Maybe if I brought my games
Maybe then I'd get you to distract yourself from the shame
And there's nothing to be worried for, you know that I'm still here
I know you'd still look for me if I disappeared