Lyrics

So, you live on the street,

Where you can’t be so discreet.

You’ve figured out how to copy the look

Of every freak you meet.

But when wash the makeup from your face,

And the color from your hair,

When you find you look a little commonplace

And you need someone to care.

 

I will always, be there for you.

And I will always, be there for you.

Be there for you.

Be there for you.

 

So, you live at the top,

Where the money never stops.

You’ve been told you’re the king of the hill,

The cream of the crop.

But when the starch is gone from your upper lip

And from your designer shirts,

When you’re tired of being told to get a grip

No matter how much it hurts.

 

I will always, be there for you.

And I will always, be there for you.

Be there for you.

Be there for you.

 

So, you live in the past,

‘Cause you want to make things last.

You’ve discovered the grand illusion,

That keeps time from moving so fast.

But when you find it’s all been a trick

And you’ve paid for growing old,

When you find you’re feeling a little sick

At the bill of goods you’ve been sold.

 

I will always, be there for you.

And I will always, be there for you.

Be there for you.

Be there for you.

 

When you find you look a little commonplace,

Be there for you…be there.

When you’re tired of being told to get a grip,

Be there for you…be there.

When you find you’re feeling a little sick,

Be there for you…be there.

 

I will always, be there for you.

And I will always, be there for you.

Be there for you.

Be there for you.

Be there!