I guess I'm gonna be another JJ.

I'm just voicing out.

I'm not in fault.

And he keeps avoiding it.

Now, my best buddy has gone.

Yes, the one that I really can talk to.

If he's someone whom I don't give a damn,

I won't be angry for long.

I might not even give a fuck to it.

But too bad.

He's someone whom I can confide in,

someone I trust,

someone that I can rely a little on.

That's why I'm feeling really down.

How many good buddies can one really find in life?