I used to know you like the back of my handBut that got lost while I was waving goodbyeIt seems that we’ve lost so muchEight years of my life lost like a single grain of sandSwept up by the windThe phone never ringsItâs just silent and stingsLike salt in a metaphorical woundDo you remember that starless night some September?We sat out on my back porch with all our Pokemon cardsBack before we knew of life and the things that it could doYou told me then that we would always be best friendsWe would always be best friendsWe would always beI have all these memories but I know they could mean something more to meThan just a silent movie stuck on repeatWhere has all our time gone?It seems like yesterday when we were living the jokes we would laugh at todayBut weâre not laughing todayAt least not togetherI thought best friends meant foreverI thought best friends meant foreverThe phone never ringsItâs just silent and stingsLike salt in a metaphorical woundAre you making a point to avoid everyone you left behind?I used to think it was hard when you moved more than a street awayBut now itâs harder todayThan it ever was beforeYouâre just a face in a photograph that hasnât begun to fadeAnd I donât think it ever willDo you remember those summers we spent at the New Jersey shore?When we were younger we used to jump through the wavesAnd make those jellyfish graves, the âgulls used to love thatWhen we started to notice the girls lying in their suitsWe knew we had finally grown upBut so had theySo had theyMaybe we just grew up too fastThe phone never ringsItâs just silent and stingsLike salt in a metaphorical woundSo, how do you like Minnesota?If itâs too cold you can always come back homeBut if Minneapolis is perfect then Iâll be happy for your lifeI just have to askAre you making a point to avoid everyone you left behind?Most importantly meâ¦The phone never ringsItâs just silent and stingsLike salt in a metaphorical wound