Man, you ain't like anybody else
Are you my curse, are you my friend?
High up on the hill, cheaper than a dollar bill
As sure as though it always seems to stay the same
Strung up, hanging 'round
I wouldn't even if I could pretend
No sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can
And I'll be dreaming of the day the dream died
I'm getting it out, whatever I gotta keep in
I'm getting it back with the rest of the leap year
If I knew hate, I'd call it love for you, man
Should we pretend?
Man, you ain't like anybody else
I'm keeping the rabbit, the bat and the reindeer
Will you be there to carry my load?
And I'll be falling fast asleep
I'm getting it back with that terrible feeling
As night becomes the sun to rise
And if we got hit to the end of the road
As dirt becomes the butterflies
You ain't what I'd call a friend
I'm getting it back like it's four in the morning
Looking like you're upside down
Well, I ain't wanting to shed no blood, that's your crime
And I ain't wanting to sling no mud, I clean it up
My vision is cracked, but it looks like it's healing
Should we pretend that it's the end?
Should we pretend?
And I'll be waiting anxiously
When the sun only shines as if been giving a warning
I'm telling the truth, said it don't win with pretend
