Friends, Lovers, Ex-Lovers: Whatever

Well I knew you for a long time, that was a long long time ago.
We lived in the apartment downstairs but I was upstairs too…
well i don’t want to go back there and I’m sure neither do you because you know
its true you get old and you get on.
Friends and Lovers, ex-Lovers, or whatever…
I hope you know I’ll always care.
Oh Friends and Lovers, ex-Lovers or whatever…
just call my name, I’ll be there.
I think it was December, but I really don’t remember; it came to a head in
February.
I told you I don’t want to go back there, I’d rather not but I just forgot that
I always do.
Oh but Friends and Lovers, ex-Lovers, or whatever…
I hope you know I’ll always care.
Oh Friends and Lovers, ex-Lovers or whatever…
just call my name, I’ll be there.
Yeah call my name, I’ll be there