I kept a box with a million little papers of reasons you meant so much to me
The first one was that you're amazing, your friendship set me free
The second was that I could trust you, you never told me lies
And even if you did, you confessed it in your eyes
You'd look at me with shame. You let me know it true
The third was that I was always put first instead of you
And 4 through a million just told of amazing reasons you were the very best
I had pictures, ticket stubs, and anything else you could have guessed
The still frame showed smiling, the tickets told stories of good times we shared
We acted stupid everyday, and didn't mind if people stared
We were lost in our own little world, as long as were together
It was you and me against the world, best friends forever
Until I got home.
It was all okay until you left my side
I felt like you hated me, I sat in my room and cried
I looked inside that box and wanted to tear every paper apart
The first one for you stabbing me in my back so hard it hit my heart
The second one for hurting me, for telling me a million lies
And when I tried to see if you were telling me, all I saw was hollow eyes
The third for you never thinking of me, for leaving me in the dust
And 4 through a million because our friendship had no trust
I gave my all to you, I cried whenever you had one tear
I sacrificed my everything, I was scared for your every fear
Now the box is empty, except for just one paper with one reason you mean so much to me
One reason why I still hold on, why I don't go free
One reason why I never lift the clouds, to see the sunshine through the rain:
You're the best friend I ever had... and are worth all the pain
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