A suburban man at my door
But I don't think I'll let him in
He wants discipline

and control over the way I live
He wants the best for me
An old school philosophy

So I can't turn my back on him
He's apart of me
He'd buy me anything

But I just need a friend

It's all for you

You've got me where you want
It's all for you
Just stop breaking my heart

You're the blood I'm the seed and
You're all that I need
You've got me where you want


It's all for you
You've got me, oh you've got me

Jack Kerouac, Kerouac on the road
And in my head
I need relevance, intelligence

A new tattoo, a lot more sex
Broken families are
the new enemies

And you will not make up for this
This suburban man,
he wants discipline

But I just need a friend