Every Type of Friend

We're all lonely in the end

But we all could use a hand

Then again

I've got every type of friend

The best ones

The rude ones

The old ones

The new ones

The worst ones

The great ones

The real ones

And the fake ones

Again and again

I've got every type of friend

And again and again

I've got every type of friend

And if you fuck me over even once back then

I still don't ever want to see your face again

I try to forget that it ever had happened

You're not someone I call a friend

You're not like a single one of them

The best ones

The rude ones

The old ones

The new ones

The worst ones

The great ones

The real ones

And the fake ones

Again and again

I've got every type of friend

And again and again

I've got every type of friend

Here come the yes men

And here comes the bums

Here come the leeches from the swamp

To drain my blood

So where are the people who know

How to lift me up?

Where did my friends go?

I miss them all so much

The best ones

The rude ones

The old ones

The new ones

The worst ones

The great ones

The real ones

And the fake ones

Again and again

I've got every type of friend

And again and again

I've got every type of friend