My friends are having s** in the other room Being quiet as they can, so as not to be rude I smile and fall asleep on the couch, so easily Cause they love each other, and for some reason that pleases me Well I don't know if they love each other for sure Sure sounds like they do I smile and think, s** is like laughter You do it differently with different people Sometimes you feel sick after Feels good but it's not always possible Sure enough, it can happen at the wrong time How come you're always writing your own words You still be you And I've slept with her too I've got to tell you That I miss you And I've lost my And nothing else