I can barely consider us friends these days
When in the back of my mind there's so many things
I wish that I could say to your face
Every single fucking day
But I can't. No, I can't.

How time flies and how time dies
And how the memories get left behind
Forgetting's not an option this time

Now I'm back here in your life
The insecurities are all too ripe
Return of the forgotten flaws
I left when I last came home from yours

Like a work of art on a dirty canvas
When the paint dries up all the colour gets lost
I'll take this loss and find my own fun
Cuz I don't need your hand
Well I'm not Michael Caine and I'm certainly not Jude Law
But I'll sure as hell act like Alfie now

The incestuous nature of your friends
Still appears to be here, never to end
Have you ever heard of growing up
And finding your own way
Pass the time with myself in the starlight
Hold myself together, it's easy...

Like a work of art on a dirty canvas
When the paint dries up all the colour gets lost
I'll take this loss and find my own fun
Cuz I don't need your hand
Well I'm not Michael Caine and I'm certainly not Jude Law
But I'll sure as hell act like Alfie now