Cato, play with my head I won't know the difference If we're living in the novelist or statistician. Cato, mess with my concepts, my inner vision Like a strobing light, please confuse my every decision I can't even pretend that you are my friend What has happened to you and I? And don't say that I have changed 'Cause man, of course I have Are you far too depressed now even to answer the phone? I guess you just want to Shave your head, have a drink, and be left alone Is that too much to ask?