You only call me when you're high.

Everything is breathing, everything is moving,
And splendid white you told me,
Childlike in this space and time.


And you seemed to be having problems hearing me,
Scared by the cops,
Scared by the drugs.


And sometimes it feels like you only want me when your tripping.
You only call me when your high.


And I'm far too nice to you than you deserve,
Far too kind than you pretend.


And I'm not going to try and explain how your mind works,
With its mashed spaghetti and pieces of plastic,
You seem to change with the wind.


And its not really fair to say those things to me.
No but yes, when I'm just trying to be your friend.


And its confusing me, causing me pain,
But I let you get away with it cause you are my friend.


And I'm worried you'll drop me when you find someone better,
And I don't know what I'll do then.


Cause you only ever call me when you are high,
But I still love you like my bestest friend