Don't descend Alright now He's just a loner He never says hello A friend to no one He's got no place to go He don't look happy He look through furtive eyes He ain't got nothing

I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself You ain't getting over him One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

I'm only one call away I'll be there to save the day Superman got nothing on me No matter where you go You know you're not alone Call me, baby, if you need a friend I just wanna give you love Come on, come on, come on Reaching out to you, so take a chance

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want he gives it, but not for free It's hateful And it's paid for and I'm so grateful to be nowhere Well, I got a friend who's a man The man who keeps me from the lonely, the only He gives me what I need

Come on now, honey In between the sheets? Don't you want to live with me? I got nasty habits, I take tea at three Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner Must be hung up for a week My best friend, he shoots water rats And feeds them to his geese Don'cha think

Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em And I ain't got the time, money on my mind Only thing they're good for is leaving I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends I've had it up to the ceiling Is there anybody real out here? Got my middle, middle up

Joy and misery In bed at the hospital I've got one friend Laying across from me I did not choose him He did not choose me We have no chance Of recovering Laying in hospitals

I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Two joints, that's double homicide Cop one for you and your friends Rolling papers two