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?