All my friends they're just pillheads they wake up they're still dead
But it makes them feel alive
I'm not a swan i'm still ugly i'd love you to luv me
I'll sprout my wings & fly
& yr a hill that's too steep yr not expensive or cheap
You just remind me of the things i couldn't keep
& we'll be friends for a while you'll laugh again & you'll smile
At a joke that i think i didn't mean