Lyrics
It walked me across the park
Hands in fresh concrete
Took a bite, I felt free
And that's the price of admission to be me
Your duct tape couch in my dreams
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you, my friend
No, you'll never understand
No, you'll never understand
In the morning you're all I see
In the space between truth and sleep
Touch me secretly
Warm sheets for only us to see
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you, my friend (my, my)
No, you'll never understand (never, never)
No, you'll never understand
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
The way I think about you
The way I think about you, my friend
The way I think about you, my friend
No, you'll never understand (never, never)
No, you'll never understand (never, never)
Clifford Ian Simpson, Jack Bat, Jamison Baken, Jonah Abraham, Joshuah Melnick, Kara Jackson, MJ Lenderman, Romil Hemnani
CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC