I believe that you've lost your mind,
That don't make up for all the lost time.
Girls and bottles and all that you've left behind,
You can't change water to wine.
Tell me it's a dream.
I think I know what's gotten into you (cuz it eats me too),
The Friendeater.
Open up your fist.
Take this as a sign,
That's out of sight and out of mind.
Give her a pill, she will be fine.
The Friendeater sleeps next to mine.