My Friends sing and play along

My friends are so depressed.

I feel the question of your loneliness.

Confide, 'cause I'll be on your side;

you know I will,

you know I will.

Exgirlfriend called me up alone and desp'rate on the prison phone.

They want to give her seven years for being sad.

I love all of you

hurt by the cold.

So hard, and lonely, too,

when you don't know yourself.

My friends are so distressed

and standing on the brink of emptiness.

No words I know of to express

this emptiness.

I love all of you

hurt by the cold.

So hard, and lonely, too,

when you don't know yourself.

Imagine me,

taught by tragedy.

Release is peace.