Cato play with my head
I won't know the difference
if we're living in the novelist

or statistician
oh-oh-oh
cato mess with my concepts,

my inner vision
like a strobing light
please confuse my every decision


i can't even pretend



that you are my friend
what has happened to you and i

and don't say that i have changed
cause man, of course i have
are you far too depressed now

even to answer the phone
i guess you just want to
shave your head

have a drink
and be left alone-
is that too much to ask?