What does friend mean to you
A word so wrongfully abused
Are you like me, confused
All included but you
Alone
The sounds of silence often soothe
Shapes and colors shift with mood
Pupils widen change their hue
Rapid brown avoid clear blue
Why's it have to be this way
Be this way, be this way
Be this way, be this way
Be this way
Flowers watched through wide eyes bloom
A child sings an unclaimed tune
Innocence spins cold cocoon
Grow to see the pain too soon
Why's it have to be this way
Be this way, be this way
Be this way, be this way
Be this way
(7 a.m. on a Tuesday, in August
Next week, I'll be 28, I'm still young
It'll be me, off the wall I scrape... you
I gotta wait
Show me you're irate
To cause this wake
It's my fate
They... they...
Never fuck with me again
My own clean slate
Don't fuck with me again
I just want to go straight through you
Irate)
