Move on

Here I am in my favorite booth and bar
Drinkin beers and wonderin where you are
Just thinkin about those good times that we've had
And drinkin cuz they'll never come again.

What da ya supposed to say when everybody
Turns and walks away
And what da ya supposed to do when everybody
Turns there back on you

So long, goodbye, farewell
I'll see you all in hell
You move on I'll stay right here
Hope you enjoy you so called career
Sure a future, will suit your, life just fine
But not mine

In younger days we had so many friends
But now it seems those times are at an end
Now everyones decided to move on
I guess were better of with you gone