Sleeping with a Friend - Squeeze

Hand me a tissue

Hand me your hand

I feel like crying please understand

I have been foolish

I crossed that line

That borders friendship

In this bed of mine

We slept together

And it felt so wrong

Now I know forever

That that friendship has gone

She wore the night shirt

You would have worn

If you’d been there

If I had’ve tried

To stop myself acting

Like I chose to do

Is this the end

Need we pretend

I slept with a friend

And hurt you

Hand me your pencil

Hand me your heart

I feel like writing where do I start

We drank together and jumped into bed

I had the pleasure

Then I lost my friend

We slept together and the guilt’s so strong

Now I know forever

That that friendship has gone