[Intro:]
"I know it's kind of a weird time, but I was just wondering, um, what is gonna happen to us on Monday? When we're all together again? I mean I consider you guys my friends, I'm not wrong, am I?"
"No..."
"So, so on Monday...what happens?"
"Are we still friends, you mean? If we're friends now, that is?"
"Yeah..."
"Do you want the truth?"
"Yeah, I want the truth..."
"I don't think so..."
"Well, do you mean all of us or just John?"
"With all of you..."
"That's a real nice attitude, Claire!"
"Oh, be honest, Andy... if Brian came walking up to you in the hall on Monday, what would you do? I mean picture this, you're there with all the sports. I know exactly what you'd do, you'd say hi to him and when he left you'd cut him all up so your friends wouldn't think you really liked him!"
"No way!"
"Kay, what if I came up to you?"
"Same exact thing!"
Our lives, last fury
Play the question game, sorting blame
I'll break every bone till you come back
But I can't fill space that I lack
Last night I gave them away
Ghosts and needles, stay to play
I'll pull my teeth everyday
But I won't feel good anyway
Where are they?
Summer day
We still stay
That same street
How can you
Still be here
With these days
Bitter shade