Liveing a lie, let's not pretend
That you like me or we are friends
We can call it for the few
That are listening tonight
We'll devide the dream cut the loss
Feel no pain, you can [bad word] the fame
You can [bad word] the fame
For the ones that are listening

All this time that I called you friend
I won't be there for you again
All this time that I called you friend
I won't be there for you again

Your future's bleak, you better save your skin
It's that flesh you smell, it's tat skin you're in
Your soul is rotting as well as your inners
Your mind and teeth they're getting thinner
Selfish, selfsustaining
Regrets, unmistaking [bad word] the fame, you can [bad word] the fame
For the ones that are listening

All this time that I called you friend
I won't be there for you again
All this time that I called you friend
I won't be there for you again

Sleep well, sleep tight
You know this song is about you don't you?

All this time that I called you friend
I won't be there for you again
All this time that I called you friend
I won't be there for you again