Funny tortured mind
  It happens all the time
  It's not too encouraging
  You never prayed for anything
    What makes you so great
  Something I would indicate
  The lamest stand
  The strongest can't help the similiarties
    Doesn't seem at all severe
  Is it fair now? Does it matter?
  Backwards through another year
  I'll come down soon
  Don't tell me what to do
    I'll make no claim on your design
  I will not call you a friend of mine
  I cannot follow your disguise
  I will not
  I will not
    I'm not sure what you say
  Makes any difference anwyay
  Tell me what you mean
  With any hope of coming clean
    It's brought to you too late now
  But I appreciate
  the never-ending saying that
  We've had days like this before
    I'll make no claim on your design
  I will not call you a friend of mine
  I cannot follow your disguise
  I will not
  I will not
    I will not call you a friend of mine
  I will not
  I will not