The Cost

midnight calls on my birthday
crazy runs through the rain
long drives to nowhere
swinging in our skivvies
the price of being my friend.

you're the one willing to pay it.


midnight calls on my bad days
crazy runs through the tears
long drives to anywhere away from here
swinging to my rescue
the price of being my friend.

thanks for it all
you're the first
who, through the good times and the bad,
really cared.
I can't believe it.
I had given up.
you gave me the drive
to move on.

because of
midnight calls on my birthday
crazy runs through the rain
long drives to nowhere
swinging in our skivvies.
you've paid the price.
paid the rent.
given me the gift I asked for.
thank you for being my friend.

-Wrote this a while ago, around my birthday, for a friend of mine. She's always there, ya know?-

<3 = brittany