You see sometimes you can trust a person And then when things are down They forget about you Maybe they're just too busy Maybe they don't forget about you But they forget to remember you I don't think people mean to forget I think it just happens People come and go as they do I know life is a mess and I wonder How did I collapse to this place? I look down at myself from the Mirror reflecting my dark lonely Eyes with tears, hearts with Sorrow and pain undernеath in my skin I haven't got many friends Oh, sorry I'm like thе birds I care for People pass me in the street They see me but they try to ignore me They'd prefer I wasn't part of their city Yeah, it's sort of like that iwth my family I'm kind of the pigeon of the house