Platonic

It was cold when I came over
We were young, it was December
Staid and played and watched a movie
A better friends than many other
Pretend like we are more than friends
We’ll see when that night ends
I wake up on your floor
You wake in your bed
Still I like to think you say
«It's not where the story ends»
We say our sweet goodbyes
Platonic jagged knives
The pretty girl have come from the city
Met that old friend who made her angry
They walked the beach when it was raining
Fell in love and then got married
Pretend like we are more than friends
We’ll see when that night ends
I wake up on your floor
You wake in your bed
Still I like to think you say
«It's not where the story ends»
We say our sweet goodbyes
Platonic jagged knives