Well, I don't want a thing to do with you kind
And I ain't got no time to kill on your dime
Strung up, hanging 'round

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
You ain't what I'd call a friend
I wouldn't even if I could pretend

Man, you ain't like anybody else

As night becomes the sun to rise

As dirt becomes the butterflies
As sure as though it always seems to stay the same
And I'll be waiting anxiously

And I'll be falling fast asleep
And I'll be dreaming of the day the dream died
Uh huh


No sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can
If I knew hate, I'd call it love for you, man

High up on the hill, cheaper than a dollar bill
Man, you ain't like anybody else


Should we pretend that it's the end?
Are you my curse or are you my friend?
And if we got hit to the end of the road

Will you be there to carry my load?

I'm getting it back with that terrible feeling

My vision is cracked, but it looks like it's healing
I'm getting it back like it's four in the morning
When the sun only shines as if it's giving a warning

I'm getting it back with the rest of the leap year
I'm keeping the rabbit, the bat, and the reindeer
I'm getting it out, whatever I've gotta keep in

I'm telling the truth, said it don't win with pretend
Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?

Should we pretend?