It walked me across the park
Hands in fresh concrete
Took a bite
I felt free
And that's the price of admission to be me
And your duct tape couch in my dreams
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you, my friend
No, you'll never understand
No, you'll never understand
In the morning, you're all I see
In the space between truth and sleep
Touch me secretly
Warm sheets for only us to see
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you, my friend
No, you'll never understand
No, you'll never understand
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
My friend
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you, my friend
No, you'll never understand
No, you'll never understand