wave your hand at all the people you never call
and find the best excuse to the friends you’re about to lose
do it even though you can’t stand the pain
do it even though there’ll be no balloons nor champagne
no flowers for you but rain

tell them you were wrong about the name of that song
tell them that you took that poem from a book

do it even though you will never feel the same
do it even though it will leave spots on your name
and you will blush with shame