They done us wrong that the idea of making up with them won't feel right
Left the both of us with broken hearts
Hearts that are too broken to find the pieces themselves

My girl couldn't love me
Your man couldn't love you
Placed in a similar predicament where it seems coincidental
Living in the same neighborhood where we feel detached from

We have each other's numbers, call when we need someone to talk to
Now, we need someone to lean our shoulder on
And it transpired, linked and connected again
Conversated for so long that I couldn't tell...