I wanna get you high
But I'm gonna make you cry
You'll hate me and you'll miss me
When I'm gone

It's been a little dry
But still I'm gonna try
You'll miss the stuff I get
When you are gone

And it's a shame
And I'm to blame
It's gonna end
We won't be friends

And when it's past
You'll have had a blast
And I'll be happy for you
And for me too

I see you touch your hip
I see you bite your lip
I'll miss it
When you get to movin' on

But when I trip
On them girly strips
They'll be just like you
Or any other one
And it's a shame
And I'm to blame
It's gonna end
We won't be friends

And when it's past
You'll have had a blast
And I'll be happy for you
And for me too

I wanna just pretend
But I know in the end
That I will never win
Like this again

But if I have to choose
I think I'd rather lose
The easy way has
Always been my friend

And it's a shame
And I'm to blame
It's gonna end
We won't be friends

And when it's past
You'll have had a blast
And I'll be happy for you
And for me too