Friends Songtext
von Will Sheff

Say, little burning bush,
out in the desert,
bright little burning bush:
Somebody might want to put out that fire,
but, honey, here′s not where to look.

I'll honor you when you′re dead.
But, baby, right on up until then
you ain't my friend.

Out with the knights of hindsight,
telling me I'm right for what I did,
when you kicked me down into the street,
so I stuck that knife right through your ribs.

I′ll visit you when you′re dead,
but, darling, right up until the end,
you ain't my friend.


Are you all right?
I run to them and ask
are you all right
and they said you were crying.
I bolt upright
there in my bed,
and gasp, and hit the lights,
because I dreamt you were dying,
and that the satellites were spitting static gunk.
I said, "I want to see my friend, how he was,
and to tell the question that′s on my tongue
and get drunk, drunk, drunk
until I can't hardly stand upright
tonight."

It wouldn′t be the first time, sweetie
(and it wouldn't be the third),
when you needed me and I turned my back,
or when I dumbly took you at your word.

One day, I′ll hear your final curtain swish,
and I'll be crying as they lower you in.
Until then, you ain't my friend.

They say forget
and they say forgive.
I call bullshit.
I say: I wish.
I wish you were my friend.