Promises, promises

Old tired, worn out second hand sentences

One thing with you is certain

You're a really sad person, so sad

Disappointed a few people

When friendship reared its ugly head

Disappointed a few people

Well, isn't that what friends are for?

What are friends for?

What are friends for?

You, you're just a really bad person

Who won't? You won't, listen to anyone, no, not you

With those half moon eyelids

Just babbling on your useless defenses, so sad

Disappointed a few people

When friendship reared its ugly head

Disappointed a few people

Well, isn't that what friends are for?

What are friends for?

What are friends for?

This erratic haphazard, fluttering

This toeing and frowning like a confused moth

The collusion, illusion, it's all ad infinitum

You're a really sad person, you're really so sad

Disappointed a few people

When friendship reared its ugly head

Disappointed a few people

Well, isn't that what friends are for?

What are friends for?

What are friends for?

Fools and horses

Running their courses

And brow beaten down

Like dust on the ground

You cheat easily

Like sweet charity

And all of the bastards

The world all despises

Springing surprises

In newer disguises

You cheat easily

Like all charity

Fools and horses

Running their courses

And brow beaten down

Like dust on the ground

You cheat easily

Like sweet charity

And all of the bastards

The world all despises

Springing surprises

In newer disguises

You cheat easily

Like sweet charity

Fools and horses

Running their courses

And brow beaten down

Like dust on the ground

You cheat easily

Like sweet charity