Old Friends Don't Mean Shit - Weekend Nachos

We were once like brothers but life got in the way

Now I look at you and I have nothing to say

Differences aside, we could have worked it all out

But apparently you’ll never understand what I’m all about

You could write a crybaby, bullshit song

Or you could say it to my fucking face

Never on my side, always full of lies

This is where it ends, fucking die

OLD FRIENDS DON’T MEAN SHIT