What does friend mean to you A word so wrongfully abused Are you like me, confused All included but you Alone The sounds of silence often soothe Shapes and colors shift with mood Pupils widen change their hue Rapid brown avoid clear blue Why's it have to be this way Be this way, be this way Be this way, be this way Be this way Flowers watched through wide eyes bloom A child sings an unclaimed tune Innocence spins cold cocoon Grow to see the pain too soon Why's it have to be this way Be this way, be this way Be this way, be this way Be this way (7 a.m. on a Tuesday, in August Next week, I'll be 28, I'm still young It'll be me, off the wall I scrape... you I gotta wait Show me you're irate To cause this wake It's my fate They... they... Never fuck with me again My own clean slate Don't fuck with me again I just want to go straight through you Irate)