My Friend

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
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 (my friend)
No, you'll never understand (never, nеver)
No, you'll never undеrstand

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 (never, never)
No, you'll never understand (never, never)