You're drawing letters on your skin
To take you up
and bring you down again
And it's alright
You're drawing letters on this
There's a party we should go to But we're giving it a miss
And it's alright
Let's call it a day If not now, when?
What do you do when you hate all your friends?
I'm wearing Wim
Butler's hair
There's a scalpelist singer
Of a Montreal rock band somewhere And he's alright
They're drawing letters on him To take them up
and bring them down again
And it's alright
Let's call it a day If not now, when?
What do you do when you hate all your friends?