Call you a friend It's you again Can I call you a friend? Moss in the pavement I pick it and save it For you, a hand You can hold it if you want to It means so much to me, you know that I carry you above my shoulders I carry you on my back But I'm crumbling down and have to act Like it isn't all that bad And when you cure one of my ailments You give me a couple more And I'm sorry I have to fix myself Maybe tomorrow will be better Maybe tomorrow will be nice Maybe tomorrow I'll forget what you said to me the other night Maybe tomorrow will be better, Maybe tomorrow will be alright Maybe tomorrow I'll remember times we laughed until we cried You sent me A million reasons and one why you hate me And I didn't disagree with a single one