we walked me across the park
hands in fresh concrete
took a bite i feel free
and that's the price of admission to be me
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 all
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 you think about you
the way you think about you
the way you think about you my friend
the way you think about you
the way you think about you
the way you 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